Christmas

There was a day
In years past
When an extraordinary child was born
Under unusual circumstances
Whose ways and teachings
Of love for each other and ourselves
Respect for all
Though willing to upset the moneychangers
To choose what is the better lot
Not changing to stone
Flexibility into our future
If He were living today
And I believe He does
In each of us...male and female
And I believe
That Jesus is not a denomination
You might as well cast lots
And I could be wrong
But I think there is something of Jesus
In the best of all religions
To discover what it means to be a Christian
Is to discover what each of us mean to each other
It is not an easy path
Perhaps seeming like a camel
Passing through the eye of the needle
The threads we sometimes weave
Into sharp points of agony
We read our bible
Weave our insights into our world
A terrible and beautiful world
And all inbetween
The constant thread of Jesus' birth
Is love.

Denis Streeter  12/25/12