One jaded Christian’s Christmas wish
It’s Christmas, but (for what it’s worth)
what’s grounded in the Savior’s birth
is buried neath a holiday
The teachers call it Winter Break.
That makes me mad. For goodness sake,
two billion people in our world
are followers of Christ.
It seems to me a bit absurd.
We sing of Santa’s flying herd,
but when it comes to caroling
it is a silent night.
I’m warned about the way I greet
the ones this month I chance to meet.
To wish them “Merry Christmas” is
considered quite uncouth.
Those life-sizes creches on the square
have been outlawed. It’s so unfair.
The First Amendment guarantees
my right to celebrate.
Good Lord, these changes make me sick.
What once was yours is now St. Nick’s.
The meaning of the virgin’s child
is hardly understood.
If only I could help folks see
just what this season’s meant to be.
Then maybe, Lord, the world would know
the peace you came to give.