A Poem for Christmas

Angelic messenger addressing the blessed 
Mary, aware of the heir she carries in her
Womb. There’s no room for whom is proven to be our
King. He’ll end dominion of sin and then we’ll sing
Of his glory. We’ll orate the story
Each year, cheering “It’s here!” but we’re
Drifting. Sifting through gifts, not uplifting
His name. It’s Santa’s game, not the reason He came. It’s
Clear that Christmas is here, but this time of year
Remember. Not hindered by vendors of December,
Thriving on buying and piling high, but highlighting
Jesus. He sees us. He loves us and needs us to
Need Him.

Copyright © 2020 Brandon Ellrich

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Published by Brandon Ellrich

I live in Central Missouri and enjoy reading, writing, playing tennis, watching movies, and exploring creative outlets. I have a Bachelor of Science degree in psychology and I love to take my readers inside the minds of my characters.

12 thoughts on “A Poem for Christmas

  1. Sorry, I think the whole Jesus thing is sweet but also very scarey because it abstracts us from being fully present to be responsible for our experiences. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if just believing in a diety could give it more power to do what it already should have accomplished. Sorry but I think the Jesus concept, or any god for that matter, is bullshit and removes us from our responsibility of creating the world we want to live in.

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  2. A great reminder to focus on what matters most this time of year. It’s easier for me to get caught up in the “vendors of December” when I’m shopping for my kids. This year we told them Santa gives gifts to represent the gifts the wise men gave to Jesus. I always hope that they know the reason behind why we celebrate.

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