Merry Christmas


January 19, 2012

A SHEPHERD BOY ~ Timothy Jon Barrett




A SHEPHERD BOY






My Brothers and I were tending our flocks,
on a clear and peaceful night.
When up in the sky, a star appeared,
it's brilliance strong and bright.

As we gazed upon this glorious star,
an Angel of God appeared.
And spoke these words in the glory of God,
there is nothing to be feared.

I bring good tidings, the Angel said,
good tidings filled with joy.
For on this day a child is born,
yes, a precious baby boy.

A Savior is born upon this day,
your Savior, Christ the Lord.
In the city of David, you will find,
this child to be adored.

Then our Angel was suddenly not alone,
but was joined by his Heavenly kin.
Glory to God in the highest, they sang,
peace on earth, good will to men.

Then the Angels of God were gone away,
the ones that God had sent.
Filled with excitement, we gathered our flocks,
and to Bethlehem we went.

We told everyone we passed that night,
even telling a total stranger.
Til we found Joseph and Mary, his wife,
and the Christ child in a manger.

Around the child stood three wise men,
of this we all concur.
They praised the child and gave him gifts,
of frankincense, gold and myrrh.

Then as they departed back to their lands,
Mary spoke to me so mild.
Please come closer, don't be afraid,
come close and see the child.

I knelt before the manger bed,
and in awe my silence fell.
As a feeling swept straight through my soul,
no words could ever tell.

I took the child's little, tiny hand,
and I kissed his finger tips.
And with each kiss, his precious touch,
brought praises to my lips.

The Savior child looked in my eyes,
and I knew that moment's worth.
My lips had touched, my eyes had seen,
the Savior of this earth.

We had no gifts to offer the King,
and my sadness slowly grew.
Then Joseph said, with a loving voice,
he is Heaven's gift to you.

My Brothers and I, then took our leave,
and we spread the word around.
We told everyone the things we saw,
we told everyone in town.

But no one we told believed our words,
and the witness that we bare.
They laughed at us and called us mad,
and no one seemed to care.

But we Brothers know the things we saw,
and the child we adored.
And how the Angels came to us,
proclaiming Christ the Lord.

My life will never be the same,
my heart so filled with joy.
It humbles me, that the Father God,
chose me, A Shepherd Boy.
Written by..Timothy Jon Barrett
Date Written...December 4, 1999


Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All Rights Reserved

January 17, 2012

Yes, Twas The Night





Yes, Twas The Night:

Twas the night before Christmas
And oh, what a spouse
He'd hidden my present
Somewhere in the house.

The closets were bursting
With so much to wear
I searched and I searched
I couldn't find it there.

The drawers were so full
That they couldn't be shut
I looked and I ransacked
And I'm not sure for what.

And me, so excited and not able to sleep
Just wanted one chance to find my present and peek
When all of a sudden the clock started to chime
If I couldn't find my present I would loose my mind.

But then came a thought
It was so loud and clear
I had lost sight of Christmas
What happened this year?

I sprang from my bed and ran down the stairs
Ran into the parlor and cried many tears
I quick found my Bible and kneeled down to pray
How did it happen? I'd lost Christmas that day.

The Nativity lay there
Nestled under the tree
Silently speaking
A message to me.

I asked God's forgiveness
I had seen the Light
It's the birth of our Savior
Now all else seems right.


Linda T. Reich



Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All Rights Reserved

January 12, 2012

Great--Cookie-Recipes


Visit The Link Below To Find A Great Recipe For Using Potatos To Make Candy.

It's The Only Place I've Seen "Potato Candy" Other Than In My Mothers Kitchen.


Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All Rights Reserved

My Blog List

There was an error in this gadget

Popular Posts

Christmas Poems

Christmas Poems
Dig For Goodies

A Christmas Poem

Christmas Games