|As children, we looked at gifts wrapped and tied
In piles at the foot of the tree,
Guessing at what might be hidden inside,
Eager our presents to see.
|As grownups, we notice the wonder-filled eyes
Of children who are, as we were,
Excited to think of surprises to come
And the joy that their gifts can confer.
|All of us, children and grownups alike,
Remember a gift from above
When God sent his son, who blessed all of our lives
With mercy and power and love.
|A feeling of wonder comes over us all
As we ponder such love and we feel
Our own hearts embraced by his infinite power
To restore, to cleanse, and to heal.
|Our gifts, though small tokens of his wondrous gift,
Remind us and help us recall
Why we celebrate Christmas, wrap gifts, and sing carols
And wish “Merry Christmas” to all.
by Robert and Rita Bartholomew