December 2020

Greetings and salutations once more in the beautiful and
wonderful name of Jesus our Lord and Savior! May the Advent
Season inspire you once again to consider the marvel, the
magic, the miracle of God With Us!
Of course, the secular world thinks that we
are in the Christmas Season. Many well
intended Christians get confused and think
the same way. This is your friendly reminder
that we are in Advent. It is the season to
remember, with joy, the first coming of
Jesus, and to anticipate, with wonder, the
second coming. I found this poem many
years ago. It does a very clever job of mixing the Christmas
story most of the world knows with the truth of Advent. I offer it
to you to enjoy and perhaps ponder the truth of it.
‘Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house,
Not a person was praying, not I nor my spouse.
The Bibles were left on the shelf without care,
For no one thought that Jesus would come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
Not once, ever kneeling or bowing their head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby in her lap
Was watching the late show while I took a nap.
When out of the east there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and lifted the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here!
The light of his face made me cover my head.
It was Jesus returning just as he said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which he held in his hand,
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as he searched for my name;
When he said “It’s not here.” my head hung in shame.
The people whose name had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without sound,
While all of the rest were standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight.
Oh if only I’d known that this was the night.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is now drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call,
We find that the Bible was true after all.
-Anonymous

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