The innkeeper was too busy
to welcome the newborn king.
His family missed the first Christmas
wrapped up in other things.
King Herod missed the first Christmas
He feared the little child.
And sought to kill the Son of God,
the baby meek and mild.
The chief priests and scribes missed His birth,
although they knew He’d come
Their religion was a stumbling block;
they missed the Holy One.
Too many missed the first Christmas—
the birthday of God’s Son.
Too busy with so many things,
they knew not of that One.
Too busy for the greatest gift?
Oh, may it never be!
Will you miss the joy of Christmas?
Open your heart to see.
Don’t miss this blessed Christmas day
wrapped up in petty things.
Remember the reason He came
And make Him Lord and King.
I wrote this poem December 10, 2000 after hearing a sermon about how others were too busy for Christmas. Only the angels and a few shepherds welcomed the Messiah. I pray that none of us become too busy or wrapped up in the busyness of the season that we forget the real reason we celebrate Christmas. Jesus (Yeshua) is the true reason for the season.