Some families celebrate on Christmas Day
As do we in many ways,
But for me Christmas Eve is the traditional part
And it is there that I find my heart.
On the twenty-forth we can all be found,
In my parent’s house gathering ’round;
Putting finishing touches here and there,
On decorations and food and getting it all prepared.
By evening time the house is bustling,
Full of family and friends each room is hustling;
There is joy, laughter, stories and more,
And listen, the bell, there’s more at the door.
The kitchen counters are lined with food galore,
That won’t run out because the ‘fridge has more;
And while we eat we enjoy the beautiful, tall tree
With lights shining bright and festively.
Before we gather round to open gifts,
Prayer, song and praise to our Lord our voices do lift;
And from the Bible we read Luke 2,
The story of Jesus, born for me and for you.
There are kisses, and hugs and greetings for all;
There’s visiting, music, and games in the hall;
In the back room amateur musicians sometimes play,
Bringing life to Christmas Carols in their own way.
It’s a Christmas gala brimming with life,
Where all is joy and none is strife;
Where the reason for the season shines through
In love and joy that is true.
So each Christmas Eve as this open house begins,
And we prepare our hearts to greet family and friends;
This Christmas tradition brings us all cheer,
Knowing it will be spent with loved ones all near.