A Baby Boy…

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Why do we celebrate this day? is it for the joy of gifts so we can go along our way, with more and more but a heart that is so poor?

Do we notice those who need a gift? One that we can share, the joy of Christ. Is it that we don’t care?

Lost souls, we meet them every day, but have no problem going on our way.

You see, we know thousands of years ago the greatest gift came down from heaven to wretched ground.

It started with a baby boy, the reason for our joy.

The hope we have is from above, the hope we have is in immense love.

A love that we don’t understand because we are a cursed man, but he broke that curse for you and me hanging upon a tree.

It started with a baby boy, the reason for our joy. He gave us hope for life to come if we would trust in what he’s done.

It isn’t about the gifts you see, the lights or what is under the tree. It is about what has been done for you and me, starting with a baby boy.

He grew into a man, hated and despised, he loved us fellow man, so much so that he gave it all for you and me, from heaven he came as a baby boy.

It started here, the reason for our joy.

He came and ask us to tell, tell others the reason for our joy, a baby boy.

– Faith

Writing inspired by: Baby Boy [The Chosen] (youtube.com)

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