Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful ******** stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air,
they could ****** believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven," declared a small boy "we're spending
Christmas at ***'s house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the ******** gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
In that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring,
those ******** all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!
May this country be delivered from the hands of fools.
I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the ******** stood up without a sound.
"Come now my ********, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran,
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small ***** can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by a Gentleman in Southern Pa***
