Month: December 2018

We wanted to take to time to say,
How much we love you every day.
We are so grateful when we ask you to pray.

Each of you are a special gift,
Given to us from God above.
A church family filled with God’s love.

We are blessed with many different types,
Some with compliments others with gripes.

Each one is special in their own way,
Some with black hair others with gray.

We have a Grinch and a Santa or two,
But what we see most is Jesus in you.

We hope you have a Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year
And always remember God is near.

So tie on your feed sack and have some roast beast,
And enjoy your time at your families feast.

We love and appreciate all that you are,
And hope that you know you are in our hearts.

We hope your stockings are hung,
And all your money is not spent.

And we hope you will remember,
Sharon, Whitney and Brent.

Much love and Blessings,
From The Lackey’s

 

Twas the day before Christmas service at the house of the Lord… I went to help out because I was bored
Everyone was preparing for the Christmas program, and I wanted to make sure they seen me around
The same old crew headed thru that door, to begin what has become their weekly chore
I didn’t realize there was so much work to be done, and everyone else was ready for fun
The same people were there happily cleaning, while all the others were still in bed dreaming
I was complaining that the music’s to loud, and then I began asking, where is the crowd?
Why is the sanctuary always so cold? and how did our congregation get so old?
Then I was gossiping about my brother and oh how I need to tell my mother
The day before Christmas service when all is in array. I was acting as if, it was only a play
When suddenly Sunday morning came in like a flash, and I turned into a saint in a dash
Painting my face and arranging my hair, oh my goodness what shall I wear?
Entering the building all glitter and glam, hoping not to expose the hidden sham
I head to the front just to be seen, and notice the choir is wearing blue jeans
Don’t tell me that’s all they can afford, I have seen that giant tattoo of the Lord
I hope that pastor don’t preach too long, I am so tired of that same old song
Look at him over there raising his hand, I am so tired of having to stand
The praise and worship is on spot today, and then congregation begins to pray
The holy spirit floods to the back door, and all the masks fall to the floor
All of God’s glory shining on their faces, the shouting and praising
The clapping and hand raising
Then my brother got happy and began to run, and I was in the bathroom missing the fun
Now the service is in full speed, and I am scrolling thru my Facebook feed
I slipped off my shoes so I could tap a nap, why does everyone have to clap?
I nodded again and nearly fell from my chair, and now I’m staring at the pastor’s hair
Is it real or is it fake? Oh, how I wish he would hurry… I’m gonna be late
When suddenly there arose such a clatter, I jumped from the pew to see whats the matter
The noise was coming from the nursery room, I just snarled and continued on in my gloom
The children were laughing and playing so hard, you could hear them out in the churchyard
I remembered something I heard the pastor say, during the scripture reading today
I had spent so much time finding fault in you, it finally occurred to me I’m a hypocrite too
I went back to my pew and begin to pray, and then I decided to repent today
I ran to the altar to receive God’s grace, now you can see him all over my face
Suddenly everyone else becomes beautiful too, Ain’t it amazing what God can do
Now my Christmas is all jolly and bright, Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night

Spending hours shopping for gifts.
Stores open every shift.
Buying presents and gifts galore.
Always wanting more and more.
The stress of the season in every place.
Worry and doubt fill your face.
Spending your time and every dime,
Waiting in all those lines.
While pain and anguish fill your life.
You can barely sleep at night.
Your insides are shaking.
Your heart is breaking.
While all along Jesus is there,
Longing for you to care.
He wants you to remember,
He is the reason,
For this Christmas season.
He wants you to know,
This is his show, and you need to step back,
And let it go.
It is all about him.
The birth of Christ.
He wants to take over your life.
It is not about the gifts you give.
It’s not about where you live.
It is all about the one who died,
So that we could all survive.
It is all about the baby boy.
Born in a manger full of joy.
It is all about spending time with him,
And becoming strong and filled within.
The more you pray, the more he’ll stay,
Closer by your side each day.
Christmas is all about Christ.
It is not about, your own life.
Take a step away, kneel and pray,
And begin to thank him, for each day.
You will soon realize.
Jesus is the only prize.
It is all about him.
He is our one and only Christmas gem.

 

 

 

The feeling of Christmas is in the air
As the breeze blows gently thru my hair
The cold and crisp clouds in the sky
Makes me dream of the days gone by
There is something about this time of year
It brings me closer to those…I hold so dear
I think back to those simpler years
And my eyes become flooded…by my tears
It’s funny how memories can be
They make us feel both sad and happy
As I ponder on it all
I think about the greatest gift of all
I begin to thank God for his wonderful grace
As those tears gently run down my face
I appreciate my blessings big and small
And I know God supplies them all
The feelings of such peace and love
Can only be supplied… by God above
He directs my path everyday
If only I allow Him…to lead the way
The tenderness of His holy hand
Guiding me to the promised land
I thank Him for continuing to be my guide
Although, I can’t explain these feelings inside
As I reflect on this special time
Every past Christmas…floods thru my mind
Those special memories in my heart so dear
Come flooding back this time each year