I hope you had a wonderful Christmas.  What did you get? What did you give? Did you think of something to give Jesus?

If not, an anonymous poet writing about a holy Christmas offers many suggestions of things we can bring to the manager. It’s not too late. I give you this poem as a belated Christmas present, a gift that has the potential of making 2010 the best year ever.

Christmas is holy only if you come

                        In silence to the manger, to behold

                        Your holiness made visible to you.

                        Your gifts are but your open hands, made clean

                        Of grasping. Nothing else you lay before

                        The newly-born except your doubts and fears,

                        Your pale illusions and your sickly pride,

                        Your hidden venom and your little love,

                        Your meager treasures and unfaithfulness

                        To all the gifts that God has given you.

                        Here at the altar lay all this aside

                        To let the door to Heaven open wide

                        And hear the angels sing of peace on earth,

                        For Christmas is the time of your rebirth.