"A Christmas Story"

In the long halls of the ages,

all the prophets foretold.

Of that babe in a manger,

who'd deliver men's souls.

Since the fall in the garden,

men enslaved to their sin.

Hoped for a lasting deliverer,

from sins battles within.

Then at last in the chill,

of the coldest of nights.

Came a star of Bethlehem,

the one lauded as Christ.

A King came to the earth,

wrapped in the guise of a babe.

His life concieved in the womb,

of the humble mother God gave.

Redemption's journey began,

on that dark December's night.

Resting still in the stables,

where his parents took flight.

For it was just the beginning,

for this illustrious King.

You see salvations calling,

required blood to be redeemed.

When you celebrate this Christmas,

and gather still beneath the tree.

Don't forget the Christmas story,

with it's message for you and me.

Christ came to settle the ransome,

for transgressions we have made.

The grandest story ever told,

was He's alive that Easter Day!

Written By: Barbara A. Carlan 11/19/2009