I love Christmas. I love the carols, the greenery, the candles, the meals with family and friends, the silliness, the gift-giving – all of it. But perhaps what I love the best is the way we talk about Christmas in my church – that the birth of a child is always a time for celebration, and every child brings hope to the world in their own very unique way. Over the years I’ve told the age old story in countless ways – through songs, stories, and more.
Most years I write a poem for Christmas, and I’d like to share my personal favorite – written ten years ago for the candlelight Christmas service at the BuxMont Unitarian Universalist Fellowship. Enjoy, and Merry Christmas to all!
A Christmas Poem
It happened years ago,
down between the folds of the hills,
beneath the light of so many stars and one.
When the first cries of the newborn
pierced the midnight air,
it was a new song of life.
And those who came to see the princeling
wrapped in soft sheets of his mother’s love
discovered each one a soul made new
by the light of an infant child.
Though centuries push forward,
the story is the same,
ever the same.
A child born,
a mother’s love,
a new wonder under the stars.
It is the gift of ages,
small and regal,
looking up into us
with hopeful expectation.
– Rev. Dan Schatz