Jesus, I celebrate your birth as I give presents to my friends and family.
When I decorate my house, my yard, my mailbox,
and anything that will stand still, Jesus, I celebrate your birth.

Loving Father,
help us remember the birth of Jesus,
That we may share in the song of the angels,
The gladness of the shepherds,
And worship of the wise men.

Dear Father,
It is Christmas time again. Help me this year to “season” the
celebration with “reason.” Teach me to plan with my family.
May I avoid the clutter that dims my vision and burdens my time.

God Give Us eyes this Christmas
To see the Christmas Star.
And give us ears to hear the song
of angels from afar

May your Christmas be filled
With beautiful hours
And memories lovely to hold
To enhance and embellish
The days of your years,
Like angel wings sprinkled with gold

Snowflakes softly falling
Upon your window they play.
Your blankets snug around you,
Into sleep you drift away.
I bend to gently kiss you,
when I see that on the floor
there’s a letter, neatly written
I wonder who it’s for.

Each merry bell chimes
A time for remembering
Old friends and old times
A time for warm greetings,