Good Thursday Morning Blog Family. Praying everyone’s having an awesome week so far. Keeping our Heavenly Father in the midst of it all. Praise God.
As children, I am sure all of us have heard or read the Christmas poem, “Twas The Night Before Christmas.” Well, if you haven’t please make it a point to read it so that you will see the difference in the two poems. I came upon a different version of that poem a few years ago. So, I think this would be a good time to share the new version of an old Christmas poem. Enjoy
~’Twas the night before Jesus came~
‘Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house
Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed.
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wandering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus! returning just like he had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand.
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said “It’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound.
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call
We’ll find that the Bible was true after all!
Author Lou Pinter
Please, pay attention to the words of this beautiful poem. Don’t be one of those left standing around in disbelief. When at that moment you find out that it was all true and now it’s too late. God Bless 🙂
Prayer
Heavenly Father, we come to You in the Mighty Name of Jesus. Your Son and our Lord and Savior. Giving all of our praises to Yoh for all You have and for who You are to us. We can’t say it enough, “thank You for Jesus.” Thank You for giving us a heart to believe. Amen