‘The Ultimate Christmas Gift’
“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.” —Dr. Seuss
By Susan Jarvis Bryant
This gift winks in the sparkle of the star That tops the twinkling tree with spangled joy __In honor of His boy— The one who drew three Magi from afar, And shepherds from their tasks and toils to gaze __In wonderment Upon a child more worthy of our praise Than all the jewels strewn in the firmament.
This gift rings out in carols choirs sing Of Bethlehem, a lowly cattle shed, __A manger for a bed; Of scintillating angels welcoming The Word made precious flesh this holy day— __A blessing sent From Heaven—salvation cast our way— A golden frankincense and myrrh event.
This gift lifts hoodwinked hearts to realms above The toy-stuffed sled and red-nosed reindeer tales, __To truth that never fails To guide the meek who seek the glory of Eternity beyond the curse of Earth. __Love conquers death For all who prize His gift and what it’s worth— For us He gave His cherished Son’s last breath.