Paul is an Engineer. A graduate from a Catholic University. A rebel and a romantic...
A different Christmas Poem
You were from His bosom
But you lived as a worm.
You were the unattractive prince
The one disrobed and shamed.
Your skin was torn.
You took the bitter cup
Filled with thousand years
Of Bitterness and Regret.
You were lifted up
Like that metal snake.
Under the burning heat;
Sinful eyes looking at your demise.
Many things were written about you
Even before you were born.
You were there in the beginning
In the end you’ll come once more.
So here we are
Breathing but barely living
Longing for your return
Praying that one day
While we lie on bed
You’d wake us up
And take us away.
The true meaning of Christmas
As mentioned in a popular song, Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. Young ones and adults alike wait all year long for this amazing day to come.
Here in the Philippines, you can hear Christmas carols and see yuletide decorations set-up as early as September. Families are excited to get together for the holidays....parties are being planned....employees excited to receive their bonuses.
There is the spirit of generosity and joy in the air. While these are generally positive things, the commercialization of Christmas has clouded our vision of the true reason for the season. Jesus is the reason.
Two thousand years ago, on the first Christmas day, God allowed his Son to be born on a manager. Then, three decades later the child born in a manager died on a cross to take away all our sins. That is the true meaning of Christmas that we should never forget.
Parties will end, christmas decors will lose their glitter, foods serve in a feast will spoil, but this will remain forever -- God's love for us!!! God loves us so much that He gave his only Son Jesus to us so that if we believe in Jesus we will have eternal life.
Merry Christmas everyone! God bless us all!
Photos from Christmas Parties I organized in the past years. Sadly, the true meaning of Christmas is lost in all the games,singing, and alcohol.
© 2018 Paul Balagtas