The First Gift
The first gift isn't in a box
With a pretty bow.
Gift one is Jesus, born in a manger, low
On the social register.
Leaving riches untold, He became small,
With no pomp or power.
A few shepherds in a field were told of His hour
To arrive on earth,
And they went to Him the king.
Despite His meager, humble birth,
He alone can save us from sin.
The first gift is Jesus- open; invite Him in
This Christmas.
C: 12/12
hug
Kathy
I like the large print and the substance of the opening line, that catches the reader's attention right from the start. It is Scripture in everyday words throughout.
The final lines are so "inviting" they have a beautiful simplicity.
Have a wonderful Christmas, Barbara!
Your sister, Connie
Regis
budd
Love ya!
Jane