As Mary writhed with labor pains
and Joseph closed his eyes;
The Shepherds followed a bright star
they’d seen up in the skies.
And to a manger they all came
to see a blessed birth;
And honor baby Jesus
who had come to save the earth.
I wonder what went thru their minds?
What questions filled their souls?
Did chills run up and down their spines?
Did they feel the cold?
I’m sure their focus was on Him,
that child in the hay.
I’m sure they didn’t think about
reindeer or a sleigh.
No sugar plums danced in their heads,
there were no shiny bows …
Ironic how the greatest gift
came wrapped in swaddling clothes.
May we all remember the reason for the season. Merry Christmas!