A Christmas Poem by Ric Booth

Twas the Very First Christmas
ric booth

Twas the very first Christmas, when all o’er the earth
Not a creature took notice when a virgin gave birth.
She wrapped Him up in swaddling clothes,
Nursed Him; held Him; Still, nobody knows.

The sheep were sleeping in flocks where they lie;
While shepherds stood watch under His sky.
With the Son in a manger and mama close by;
listening close, would we hear God cry?

Then all of a sudden angels appeared in the skies;
And the shepherds fell back, afraid for their lives.
The angels sang out, “A Savior is Born!”
Still no one knew; the curtain was torn.

The darkness trembled in the still of that night;
New hope was dawning with this baby of light.
“He is Christ the Lord!” the angels did sing.
How could it be, heaven had sent the king?

In hundreds an’ thousands in numbers they came;
some poor an’ some rich; all lost just the same.
A light in the sky would guide them they thought;
what little they knew of this child they sought.

All weary and broken and tired they came;
His father in Heaven calls each by name.
They’re seeking a child and an answer to “Why?”
For them God became man, to suffer and die.

Magi carried gifts to a far away town;
Gold, frankincense, myrrh they laid down.
Humbled before Him; God had come near;
How could they know, the gift was right here.

He left golden streets and His crystal sea;
choosing instead, the hill of calvary.
He went about His mission, beginning to end;
A message of love, determined to send.

Nobles and peasants, their lives He would lead;
Still no one knew; for us He would bleed.
In a barn they knelt down where the child did lay;
No one knew death would die the third day.

Like a whisper He came from Heaven above;
to finish His work; to show us His love.
People would wonder, still most do not know;
what happened in Bethlehem so long ago.

Many rulers and kings and powers that be;
have plotted to stop Him from setting us free.
Yet, centuries have come an’ centuries have gone;
their kingdoms are dust; the Christ child lives on!

© 2003-2007


You can catch this poem and more of Ric’s work over on his blog; http://ricbooth.wordpress.com/


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  1. #1 by 1godsgal on December 4, 2007 - 1:49 pm

    This is very cool….not much more to say here is there? 🙂

    I wanted to comment on your doggie blog, but I couldn’t quite laughing long enough….

    Blessings on ya!

  2. #2 by 1godsgal on December 4, 2007 - 1:49 pm

    oopsie…quit laughing…geez

  3. #3 by Robert on December 5, 2007 - 2:42 pm

    This goes to my yearly struggle of how an atheist is to deal with the Christmas holiday.

    Recently I heard Clay Jenkinson of “The Thomas Jefferson Hour” quote an American living abroad who said that:

    begin quote

    “Christmas is for everybody because it’s about the possibility that God could come come into human life and inspire renewal. That’s what this story is about. It’s about God deliberately coming into our world and offering us a chance to start fresh.”

    end quote

    Every year after the shortest day of the year (in the Northern hemisphere anyway) the days start to grow longer again, this spoke to the spirits of our ancestors. It conveyed the idea that if the sun could be reborn or renewed, so couldn’t man. When you look at it this way it’s perfectly understandable why the early Christian church decided to place the birth of Christ so close to this very symbolic celestial event.

    The idea of renewal is a beautiful thing and it’s one I try to impart to my children.

    We can all begin again every year if we choose!

    So given the more transcendent idea of renewal does it really matter if God REALLY impregnated a virgin who LITERALLY gave birth to a divine being (Jesus Christ)?

    I think the metaphorical truth is much more important than the a literal truth.

    Just an Atheists view…

    And i am not afraid to say it:

    Merry Christmas to you ALL.


    “And you ask me what i want this year
    and i try to make this good and clear
    just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days

    cause i don’t need boxes wrapped in strings
    and designer love and empty things,
    just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days

    so take these words
    and sing out loud
    cause everyone is forgiven now
    cause tonight’s the night the world begins again

    and its someplace simple where we could live
    and something only you can give
    and let’s faith and trust and peace while we’re alive

    and the one poor child who saved this world
    and there’s 10 million more who probably could
    if we all just stopped and said a prayer for them

    so take these words
    and sing out loud
    cause everyone is forgiven now
    cause tonight’s the night the world begins again

    i wish everyone was loved tonight
    and somehow stop this endless fight
    just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days

    so take these words
    and sing out loud
    cause everyone is forgiven now
    cause tonight’s the night the world begins again”

    Goo Goo Dolls – “Better Days”

  4. #4 by Mike on December 5, 2007 - 2:53 pm

    Nice poem. Much nicer in spirit than “Have an Airy Christmas” posted at my site.

    Merry Christmas!

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