Almost Country Music

December 17th, 2009 by JudyLynn

Seasons come and seasons go.
Summer is warm or winter winds blow.
There is mud every where you step
Or colored leaves in piles are swept.
Thoughts run through our minds now and again
Of when we were a child.
Did you know then about our Saviors birth?
One born so meek and mild?
I was always told of this Child every Christmas Eve,
By my mother while my father
Cracked walnuts looking pleased.
Seven was the number in my family.
We could sing in harmony as pretty as could be.
You know, Silent Night, Away in a Manger, Hark The Harald Angels Sing
All these songs about Jesus,
Our new born King.
Then in the joy of Christmas
We would sing about Rudolph for fun.
Who do I chose to sing for?
Not Rudolph,
But the One!

I pray you have a very merry Christmas and it is not all in vain.
Put you Trust, Hope and Faith in Jesus. Nothing will ever look the same.
Merry Christmas!!!!!!!
JudyLynn