People were sleeping! I was finally alone!
I’ve wrapped and I’ve cooked and I’ve tried to be sweet,
I’ve had to “let go” of the house looking neat.
Turkey’s in the oven and breakfast’s in a big pot,
But Betty Crocker is someone I’m definitely NOT!
So, I’ll be relieved when the meal is all done,
And pray from the table my kids do not run.
Then off to the hospital to deliver baskets we’ll go.
We want the kids who are sick (and their parents) to know-
That Christmas is all about sharing God’s love.
The only true Hope comes from looking above.
Above all our problems. Above all our fears.
There’s a Father Who sees and Who counts all our tears.
Above all our worries. Above all our pain.
There’s a Savior Who promises to come back again!
So, good night my dear friends! The sleep I can’t fight.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
Loving all of you!