When Christmas first happened, it was nothing special.
No fanfare, no fireworks. No celebration of any grand measure.
When Christmas first happened, it was nothing major.
It was probably in the evening when He came in a makeshift manger.
There was really no big hype about it.
Just Mary, Joseph and their newborn.
In a nondescript place, they rested their feet.
There, they thanked God with a new song.
Fast forward the days, the years and all.
Christmas is no longer the same as before.
Most can't do without the party and turkey.
As it got more showy, it also got more murky.
It's easy to forget the meaning of Christmas.
The fun, the booze, the thrills all conspire.
To keep us from knowing He loved us first.
That He should rightly be the joy of our desire.
So let's make this Christmas somewhat different.
Make it real, simple and no doubt merry.
Don't stop the fun, toys and celebration.
But spare a thought this season for what He did at Calvary.
So when Christmas first happened, it can happen again.
We just have to remember that He did not die in vain.
Just as His love is always the same.
For us and only us is the reason He came.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Cheers.