'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!

Author

Dianne Frances Donenfeld - 1988

"For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Wherefore comfort one another with these words. But in times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you. For yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night."
I Thessalonians 4:16-5:2

Until the Shout,

Sis. Tammy

NO ROOM IN THE INN

The couple had traveled such a long way.
They had come far by night, and had come far by day.
The lady was Mary, she would give birth soon.
Her companion was Joseph, who hoped to find a room.

But all the Inns were full, no rooms anywhere.
Wasn't there just one person, out there who cared?
The last Innkeeper, was sorry to say...
There just aren't any rooms left here today!

But the kindly man saw, that Mary needed rest.
So he quickly announced: "this offer's my best."
"There's a stable out back, and you're welcome to stay.
There isn't a bed, but lots of warm hay."

The animals all quieted as they entered the door.
Joseph led Mary to a clear spot on the floor.
They kept their quiet vigil all through the night.
Just before morning...they saw a Great Light.

The babe had arrived, with a sweet smiling face.
He'd been born among them, in this small little place.
But soon the stable was crowded with shepherds and kings.
They had followed a star, they had heard angels sing.

Gifts they had brought him, from far and from near.
Something had told them all to come here.
Each one of them knew, as the morning progressed;
That things had changed, that they each were blessed.

Can you imagine the Joy, they felt that day?
To see our Lord Jesus on that first Christmas Day!
Do you think if the Innkeeper knew now, what he didn't know then...
That he still would announce, "No Room at the Inn?"

Author:

LadyGator 1999

"And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."
Luke 2:13-14