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BABY'S CHRISTMAS PAGES (Music on the page performed and recorded by Dan Atcheson) |
Christmas Images through the years | |||||
| Intro | Cards | Carvings | Parades | Santa | Toys-for-Tots | |
The Reason for the Season
ONE CHILD'S MEMORY OF A CHRISTMAS
PAST |
I'll never forget that one Christmas eve When loved ones gathered 'round a huge Christmas tree With lights turned down low, the fireplace burned bright And love warmed the chill of that cold wintry night The grownups shared stories with laughter and smiles But I wasn't listening, as a child of five A record was playing; a "seventy-eight" It caught my attention; I thought of my fate Gene Autry's "Santa is Coming to Town" Made me aware that my sins had been found Why Santa knows all, I held him in awe And this was my first concept of God With feverish pitch, the excitement ran high Someone's reported that Santa's nearby! The moment of truth! A knock at the door! Oh goodness, don't lose it! Don't faint to the floor! In a red velvet suit and pink rosy face A white flowing beard, and huge pillowcase As big as a truck, and tall as a door He jingled some bells and laughed "Ho-ho-ho!" He entered the house to a welcoming cheer Hello Santa Clause! We're glad that you're here! Some of us stood, so bravely and strong But one child did scream, and ran to his mom |
He strolled through the house and up to the tree And there he stopped, kneeling down on one knee He beckoned the children to come to his side And my fears took flight, as his arms opened wide We'd all tried so hard to be good girls and boys But our consciences told us we'd not earned a toy Yet Santa showed mercy, our crimes were excused He said, "You are good, and I love all of you." He reached in his pillowcase bulging with toys One for each girl, and one for each boy Although we'd been bad, he saw us as nice And this was my first concept of Christ He knew us by name; what they say must be true Santa knows all, yet he's merciful, too The only requirement for getting a gift Was believing in him as an innocent kid So much of my life has changed since those days I've lived many years and my hair's turning gray But one thing won't change 'till the day that I die I'll see God and Christmas through the eyes of a child |
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please have a safe and Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! And PLEASE don't forget the
reason for the season. The birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ!
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