Wales' Tales

The hectic week that lies ahead is only just the start.
Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve,
Put the horse before the cart.
The purpose of this time of year is not to make us sigh.
It comes to tell us in our lives
That God is coming nigh.
Not presents, tinsel, shining lights,
Not candy canes nor trees,
The symbol of the season
Glows much brighter than all these.
A shining star high overhead,
A manger as a bed,
As simple shepherds kneel in awe,
Just as the angels said.
A baby born in poor estate,
In a stable near an inn,
No room for him in crowded rooms
Away from noisy din.
And travelers who have seen the star,
Who journeyed night and day
Will come and kneel before the child
To worship and to pray.
For born that night in stable bare
Was God in human form.
Immanuel! The promised one,
Who came to change the norm.
As prophets told that he would come
A Gift from God above,
Revealing how far God would go
To show the world such love.
So as you sit before your tree
Let rush and worry cease.
Sit back, give thanks and just relax
For God has brought you…
Peace,

Pastor Alex