The Christmas Sham
by Christa Upton
Christmas trees don't make up for broken hearts;Christmas lights and candy don't heal sorrow.Pretty decorations, presents, and cookiesCan never take away the ache, the sadness, the loneliness.
Christmas music sometimes sounds so fake;
Wishes seem hollow when your world's falling apart.Stockings, dinners, and partiesDon't fill the empty spots we feel.
Just like Charlie Brown, sometimes we falter.
We wonder why we don't feel Christmas happiness.Five cents at Lucy's booth won't give us the cure.Our world seems to think thatThings should be okay and happy,But sometimes the only way we can agree with thatIs to pretend.
Even if we never see our dreams on earth,
Even if we seem to suffer on and on,When we are following Jesus,It is not for us to hang our heads in shame,For even the men of faith listed in HebrewsDid not receive on earth what was promised them.
What does it mean? Sometimes we don't understand.
But someday You will come for all who love You,Draw us close to Your lovely Presence,Bring us where there are no tears or pain, one day.And everything will be okay.
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The Christmas Sham
PoetryA poem for those who are hurting at Christmastime. Written several years ago when I was facing tremendous loss.
