Christmas

Come.
Come to the stable
and
see My Son.
Do not stand
at the entrance.
Come in.
Come among Us.
Join Us.
Join in
Our celebrations.
This is
My Son,
born today.
He is
My Gift
to the world;
My Gift
to My people;
My Gift
to you.
He is
everything
to Me;
He is
part
of Me;
He is
Me.
And
I give Him
to you.
Do what you will
with Him;
love Him,
hate Him,
despise Him,
ignore Him.
It is your choice.

My longing
is that you choose
to love Him;
to cherish Him;
to bind yourself to Him
for in so doing
this will bring you
more
than you could ever dream of;
joy,
such joy;
peace,
such peace;
love,
such love
as you have never known.
He is
My Gift
to you
today
and
I wait for your response.
Will you
accept My Gift?
Will you
accept Him?


© Kathleen Wilks