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'Twas the Night Before Jesus Came 'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house Not a creature was praying, not one in the house, Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care In hopes that Jesus would not come there. The children were dressing to crawl into bed, Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head. And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap. When out of the East there arose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash! When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here. With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray, I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY! The light of His face made me cover my head, It was Jesus! Returning just like He had said. And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself. In the Book of Life which He held in His hand, Was written the name of every saved man. He spoke not a word as He searched for my name; When He said, "It's not here," my head hung in shame. The people whose names had been written with love, He gathered to take to His Father above. With those who were ready He rose without a sound, While all the rest were left standing around. I fell to my knees, but it was too late; I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate. I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight, Oh, if only I had been ready tonight. In the words of this poem the meaning is clear; The coming of Jesus is drawing near. There's only one life and when comes the last call, We'll find that the Bible was true after all! |
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A "Little Cowboy" Conversation I overheard two cowboys talkin' down at Lil's Cafe. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I could hear them plain as day. I had seen them park their ponies out by the paper stand. They drifted in with muddy boots like any other man. One said, "I know there is a Santa.I know he comes for sure. I heard some talk a few years back about... reindeer manure." " 'Course, I never saw it for myself, but it was up on some folks roofs. They say they found it Christmas mornin', after hearin' tiny hooves." His partner pushed back his cowboy hat and poked a french fry in his mouth. "I jutht don't undethtand," He said," how they can land on top a houth." "Oh, its easy," Said the first cowboy, "Santa knows just what to do. I bet he uses gees and haws and sets them reindeer down in twos." "Did ya ever hear 'im comin', or see 'im way up high?" "Yeth I did!" The other answers," and he wath flyin' through the thky!" After a couple bites of burger and several sips of Coke, One said, somewhat bewildered, he had heard that Santa was a joke... "He ith not! Don't tell me that. He alwayth bringth me thtuff! Hith little elvth work tho hard tho there will be enough!" "Thath how I got my puppy and my ropin' horth, ole Athe." It was hard to take him serious with all that ketchup on his face. "We better git along." One said,"We still got chores to do. We gotta bring them doggies in. It's up to me and you." They paid me from their pockets, bills damp and in a wad. They said a po-lite "thank you" with a hat-tip and a nod. Headin' for the door one said, "About that Santa thing,we better be believin' hard, before it gets too late. 'cuz by next year you"ll be seven years old, And I'll be turnin' eight!" |
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