A few days after Christmas, I sat on the couch, looking at the tree. When I reflected on the fact that the Stable was still there and all the other gifts had disappeared, I felt I needed to write a poem about that. And so I did!

The Stable

(December 2024)

The gifts  so gaily wrapped and placed under the Christmas tree 

Have been happily received, opened, and taken home by children with glee. 

A few ornaments have fallen and are scattered on the floor. 

This sadly means that Christmas is over for exactly one year more. 

But as I reflect upon these thoughts crowding my mind

I look once again and to my joy what do I find?

The stable is still there, that humble symbol of the Savior‘s birth

And I know within that this is the gift of greatest worth.

How I hope  for all of us  to take this  into our hearts

The Savior of the world who at his birth, promised never to depart.

Unlike the other gifts, so excitedly unwrapped and quickly forgotten

Jesus Christ longs to stay with those who know He is God’s only begotten.

Thank you, dear Lord, for returning to my tree year after year

Reminding me that Thou came to earth as angels told shepherds “Do not fear.”

With one another we joyfully sing Peace on earth, goodwill to men! 

For the Savior is born, then died for us all and yes, He will come again!

So as I wrap the stable so carefully and put  it gently away 

My heart is filled with gratitude for this gift of God that will never go away!