I am the Christmas Spirit
I enter the home of poverty and cause
pale-faced children to open wide
their eyes in wonder.
I cause the aged to remember
their youth... and to laugh.
I cause eager feet to climb dark stairways
with filled baskets, leaving behind hearts
amazed at the goodness of the world.
I cause the prodigal to pause and
send to an anxious family some little
token of love.
I enter dark prison cells, causing scarred
manhood to remember what might have
been and pointing to better days ahead.
I enter the homes of pain, and there lips
that are too weak to speak simply
tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
In a thousand ways, I cause this weary
old world to look up into the face of
God and, for a few moments, forget
everything that is small and wretched.
You see, I am the Christmas Spirit.
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Title: I am the Christmas Spirit
Posted by Ken Sapp on December 19, 2009 05:31 PM | Link
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