Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The One: My Christmas Poem from the Year 2000

The One


by 
Gary Van Buren

The sky, deep and blue, is filled with stars
     Shining their light from the distant past
But one, over Bethlehem, is brighter than the rest
     Highlighting travelers and the shadows they cast
As kings from the east, on heightened camelback
     Wander through vistas of endless wind and sand
To witness the birth of a miracle child
     Guided by the star and the Master's loving hand
          
          They know that the child is the One they've been praying for
          They know He's the One who will save all mankind
          They know He's the One with the power to heal
          Giving hope to the hopeless, and sight to the blind

The grass in the fields, when it's just after twilight
     Is cool and black when it's dark everywhere
And shepherds, worn and weary, keep watch o'er their flocks
     While a chill reaches through the dry desert air
When brilliance erupts from the skies up above!
     And the sheep and shepherds both tremble with fright
For angels on high are descending from heaven
     Illuminated with God's brilliant light!

          And they tell of the birth of a child they've been praying for
          They tell of the One who will save many lives
          They tell of the One who brings hope to the world
          We must heed their message: The believer survives!

An old, hidden stable has many surprises
     A nightingale, roosting, sings a sweet tune
The web of a spider hangs from the ceiling
     It glistens a welcome from the light of the moon
And Joseph and Mary, two travelers from Nazareth
     Lay down in the hay by the back corner wall
Bringing hope to the world with a gift from our God
     When Mary gives birth to the Savior of all!

          She knows He's the One that she has been crying for
          She knows He's the One who will suffer for our sins
          She knows He's the Bridge on the road to the Father
          So when we die, our life just begins

A man, spiked through His hands on a cross
     Is dying in the heat of the blazing desert sun
A crown of thorns sits atop His head
     When He dies, He cries out to God, "It is done!"
Born in a manger, died on a cross
     And all of it was part of God's divine plan
God gave us the life of His One and only Son
     By taking our sins, He has saved every man!

          He is the One who has given His life
          It is His loving gift that we all can receive
          When we accept His loving sacrifice
          And all that He asks is for us to believe

A cold weekend day and it's chilly outside
     I write a long poem while I sit on my bed
Trying to squeeze onto paper with pen
     Words and images I have stuck in my head
And though it is now 2,000 years later
     Since Jesus died on that old, wooden cross
He's alive!  He exists!  He's right here in my room
     As I try to get His message across

          I know He's the One who has saved all our souls
          And I know I am saved through what He has done
          And I'm not the only One saved in this way
          By believing in Jesus, we can all be The One!

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