Twas the day after Christmas

And all through the home

Boxes and wrappings and bows were all strewn.

The presents lay scattered all through the house

While everyone slept in, quiet as a mouse.

The boxes, now empty, were a silent reminder

Of the gifts that were given to each family member.

The day was now over, the excitement now gone,

But what of the memory of the One who was born?

Have we forgotten? Has it slipped our mind?

What is the true meaning of this most special time?

We are taught in the Bible of the birth of a Son

Who would come into the world to renew the undone.

For sin had entered the world God had made

And left mankind reeling in its awful wake.

Dead in sin, destined to die

With no hope, no help, unless from on high

A Savior would come who could right the wrong

Of the sin-filled cursed world that was rushing headlong

Into eternal damnation because of the sin

Committed by man in rebellion against Him.

So the meaning of Christmas must not be forgotten

In the midst of the boxes, the bows and the wrappings.

Let’s remember the reason we celebrate the day

And never forget that, unless He came

We would still be dead in our trespasses and sins

With no hope in sight; just an awful end

To a meaningless, pitiful, unforgiven life

That is doomed forever in eternal strife.

But Jesus did come, and now extends to us grace

That will keep us from going to that awful place.

He has gone now to prepare for us a home

Where we will dwell around His throne

In the glory of Heaven, that home up above

Where we will enjoy the fullness of His love.

So, let’s not lose sight of the true reason

That we celebrate this most wonderful season.

It is because of His coming that we can recite

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.