Monday Marvels

It is Monday my friends. I had a fabulous weekend (although Logan got DUMPED with snow which made driving NO FUN) and enjoyed some much needed alone time with SwingKid. We were up very late talking about who knows what and just sitting on the couch. One of my favorite things EVER!

Yesterday, I was asked to speak in church. My topic was the First Christmas. Pretty much the Luke 2 story.  To begin my talk, I decided to take a jab at writing poetry. I took the well-loved story "'Twas the Night Before Christmas," and re-wrote it to be "'Twas the Night of His Birth."

It turned out very nicely, if I do say so myself, and many of my friends in my ward were shocked to hear that I had written it. :o) So, for your reading pleasure this Monday morning and for today's edition of Monday Marvels, I give you 'Twas the Night of His Birth.

‘Twas the night of His birth and all through Bethlehem

All the creatures were stirring, including the lambs

Caesar Augustus decreed all people be taxed

And Joseph and Mary weren't ones to be lax

They traveled afar with Mary with child

She never complained and was meek and mild

There was no room for them in many an inn

Though Joseph looked and begged and pleaded with men

A small, humble stable was provided instead

And a manger was given for his sweet head

'Twas this cold night that a baby boy was born

His mother assured his swaddling clothes were worn

And in the same country there were shepherds

Abiding in the field where none of the sheep stirred

Until the bright, brilliant light bore down on them

And an angel of the Lord appeared like a gem

The poor shepherds were sore afraid but they listened

"Fear not: for, behold" the Lord's angel proclaimed

"I bring you good tidings of great joy, for unto you

Is born this day In the city of David a Saviour,

Which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign to you;

Lying in a manger wrapped tightly will you view

The babe who will be called Wonderful, Counsellor,

The Mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.

So the shepherds made haste to the stable there

And they told everyone of the babe and Mary fair

Mary kept their thoughts and treasured them in her heart

As the shepherds spread the word of this new start

Far in the eastern lands were men traveling three

Seeking a star, the sign of the new king to be

Three gifts  they brought: frankincense, gold and myrrh

Gifts certainly fit, for how precious they were

A humble beginning, for God's first born Son

His life and ministry had  only begun

He came to earth as part of God's great plan

To save each of us from the natural man

So as you seek for the Christmas spirit

Christ's birth I hope you'll never forget

Continue to seek for him through the year

And not just at the coming of Santa's reindeer