From Grinchmas to Christmas
By Pastor Beth Farabee
Sit back now good people, I’ll tell you a tale
Of the U’s down in First U-ville always up for a sale.
Of the Christ Who Stole Christmas… excuse me, Grinch who?
Please don’t interrupt, it’s quite rude, that’s true!
Every U down in U-ville liked Christmas a lot,
But the holiday’s namesake, Jesus Christ, did not!
The Christ hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now please don’t ask why, you know the reason.
It could be his head wasn’t screwed on just right.
It could be perhaps his sandals were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that U hearts were completely focused on the mall.
But whatever the reason, U hearts or his shoes,
Christ stood there at the beginning of Advent disappointed in the U’s.
Staring down from the heavens with a sad, holy frown
At the warm lighted windows below in their town.
For he knew every U in U-ville beneath
Was busy now hanging a mistletoe wreath.
“And they’re hanging their stockings and buying their tree,
Many without the first thought of me.
Instead it’s the packages, the food and the drink
That keep these poor U’s thinking the wrong think.
The reason for the season, preparation for my birth and return.
How can I help these busy U’s learn?”
Christ cocked his head, fingers nervously drumming,
“I must find some way to stop this kind of Christmas from coming!”
For Jesus in his wide wisdom knew
That this kind of Christmas, this hullabaloo,
Would leave the U’s empty in more ways than one,
Empty pockets, empty wallets, empty hearts to name some.
“For too many years I’ve put up with it now!
I must stop this Christmas from coming, but how?”
Then Christ got an idea! A bodacious idea!
Christ got a bodacious, my gracious, idea!
“I know just what to do!” Christ said rather gruffly
And the malls disappeared along with all of their stuff-ly.
The Wal-Marts, the K-Marts were gone with a twitch-
No retail chain spared, not even Abercrombie and Fitch!
Then the food stores went next, there would be no big feast.
The U’s must survive without their scrumptious roast beast.
Christ got rid of the presents! The ribbons! The wrappings!
The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!
Then Christ held his breath wondering what they would do.
Would the U’s down in U-ville all cry boo-hoo?
And see this Christmas as ruined, a debacle, a waste,
A holiday with no glitter, no sparkle, no taste?
The only thing left to give was each other, companionship of U to U,
Would this be enough? Christ waited, a minute passed, then two.
Then the silence was broken and the sound wasn’t sad.
The sound sounded very merry, merry very and glad!
Christ looked down on U-ville and grinned a great God’s grin;
Every U down in U-ville was gathered where the mall had once been.
They were all singing, the tall and the small,
Every U down in U-ville purchasing nothing at all!
Christ hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming! It Came!
Somehow or another it came all the same!
And now Christ was relieved from his head to his toes,
For the U’s action had proven what heaven already knows.
That Christmas, real Christmas, doesn’t come from a store,
Christmas, real Christmas, means a whole lot more!
Well, what happened then? Well, in U-ville they say,
That the hearts of all U’s grew three sizes that day.
And the minute their hands opened up to share love
Blessing upon blessing reigned from above.
For Christ did not want to take Christmas away,
He just wanted the U’s to prepare for the day
By spending less time with Visa, Mastercard, Discover
And more time with Him and with one another.
He wanted the U’s to share peace, love and joy
For all to have plenty, each girl and boy.
So as he looked down on each U hand in hand
Christ knew Christmas, real Christmas had come to U-ville land.
The Advent season is ending, the time is now here
To celebrate Christ’s birth and His return to us near.
U, what have you done, to prepare for this day?
A question to ponder as we pause now to pray.