by Jay O'Toole
We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
|'Tis ten more days 'til Christmastide
when Santa brings what young ones spied,
and Hope's eternal, none denied,
but frenzied shopping ends.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas bliss
when childlike joy makes parents kiss,
and days of peace begin with this,
the heart of someone mends.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas comes
when parents add the checkbook sums.
The calendar, again, becomes
its beat of "mostly same."
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas Joy
for man and woman, girl and boy,
whose hopes are tied, not to a toy,
but to the One, Who came.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas lights
make dancing eyes and wondrous sights
find rest within this night of nights
for Mary's Gift was wrapped.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas hay
reminds each heart, He came to stay
to save us from this death-filled Day
to free the ones so trapped.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmas' Son
this Life forever by Him won
Salvation in blest hearts, now won
is seen so hopeful, new.
'Tis ten more days 'til Christmastide.
A Baby's Birth and Savior's Side
defends us from our human pride.
He came to save us, too.
by Jay O’Toole
on December 15th, 2022