Honestly, Jesus... (A Christmas Poem)

When my friends weren't there...
But You made sure they were

When my family didn't care...
But You made sure they did

When I gave too much money...
But You gave me enough

When I was being used...
But You kept me useful

It's thanks to You
I was never alone
Therefore never lonely

And all the times my tongue slipped...
When I missed church...
When I complained...
I only learned the span of your embrace

I'm not in the Christmas spirit today...
My Christmas is EVERY day
And my calendar is long suspended

This isn't even Your real birthday, Ya know...
And I know this because of Your Word

And Your worth is not in your birth
But in Your death for our sins
Your resurrection for our justification

Yet, even in misconception we find grace
That brings families together for this day
That evokes a spirit of giving in all people
That causes love to abound all throughout

When I can't enjoy all the fun and festivity---
As the little child in my spirit is sickly---
I find joy and rest in knowing Someone
Who is truly something, indeed

I'll be calling on You again soon
As troubles never cease in this life
But, for THIS moment, all I have to say
Is, "Hallelujah! It's time for Christmas
All thanks to You, my truest Friend."

I Wouldn't Mind

lying here
I wouldn't mind
lying here
by myself
lying here

mint and linens
lying here
one and only
lying here

not so lonely
lying here
beside myself
lying here

maybe I'm just
lying here
sorry if I'm
lying here
here with no one
lying here