Christmas Poem XVIII: “Something’s Brewing this Christmas”

Every year, I write a poem for Christmas, and include it in my Christmas cards to friends and family. For the days leading up to Christmas, I’m publishing all of my Christmas poems here, as a kind of Advent calendar.

Today’s poem was written in 2009, the first Christmas of my oldest child Zoe.

My soul is leaping at the sound of bells
At the sight of lights, and that Yankee pine smell
A brand new person in our home now dwells
There’s something brewing this Christmas

It’s a long dark winter in a long dark year
We could use some hope amid the wars and fear
We pine for a savior to arrive right here
And there’s something brewing this Christmas

The Word made Flesh is writing on our page
His mercy flows down again from age to age
He’ll wipe out despair and calm our rage
There’s something brewing this Christmas

I can see a world full of grace and joy
It’s deeper and wider than stockings and toys
I see a feast set out for hungry girls and boys
’Cause there’s something brewing this Christmas

 

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