Humanities Religion & Spirituality Poems About the True Meaning of Christmas Christmas Poems Celebrating the Gift of Jesus Christ Share Flipboard Email Print Photo Source: Pixabay / Composition: Sue Chastain Religion & Spirituality Christianity Bible Devotions Origins & Development The Bible The New Testament The Old Testament Living the Christian Faith Christian Life for Teens Prayers Weddings Denominations & Movements Funerals Holidays Entertainment Definitions Catholicism Islam Judaism Hinduism Buddhism Latter-Day Saints Taoism Alternative Religion Angels & Miracles Sikhism Holistic Healing Paganism / Wicca Astrology Atheism & Agnosticism View More by Brian K. Walters, Cheryl White, Lynn Moss, and Andrey Gidaspov Updated October 20, 2017 The true meaning of Christmas often gets lost in the rush of the season: the shopping, the parties, the baking, and the wrapping of presents. But the essence of the season is the greatest gift of all time — God gave us Jesus Christ, his own Son:For a child is born to us, a son is given to us.The government will rest on his shoulders.And he will be called: Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah, NLT) The gift of Jesus brings great joy to everyone who receives him. The purpose of Christmas is to share this gift so the whole world will know the love of our Savior.Allow these thoughtful meditations help you focus on celebrating the birth of Jesus the Savior:The True Meaning of ChristmasIn today's day and time,It's easy to lose sight,Of the true meaning of ChristmasAnd one special night.When we go shopping,We say, "How much will it cost?"Then the true meaning of Christmas,Somehow becomes lost.Amidst the tinsel, glitterAnd ribbons of gold,We forget about the child,Born on a night so cold.The children look for SantaIn his big, red sleighNever thinking of the childWhose bed was made of hay.In reality,When we look into the night sky,We don't see a sleighBut a star, burning bright and high.A faithful reminder,Of that night so long ago,And of the child we call Jesus,Whose love the world would know. --Submitted by Brian K. WaltersThe Purpose of ChristmasJust one week before ChristmasOnce prayers had been heard,The people were scurryingTo get out God’s Word.The hymns were being sungTo Holy God above,In thanks for Him sending,Jesus Christ and His love.Christmas brings remembranceOf family and friends,And the importance of our sharingA love without end. Our blessings are too numerous,Our hearts filled with joy,Yet our eyes have often driftedAway from our Lord!The Christmas season brings forthThe best in most souls,To help those less fortunateAnd lighten their load.Salvation was offeredFor all to receive,If only each personWould listen, heed and believe.So if you don’t know HimDown deep in your heart,Ask Him to save you nowYou’ll be changed on the spot.-- Submitted by Cheryl WhiteChristmas EveToday in the town of DavidA Savior has been born;We praise the Father of all mankindFor Jesus Christ, God’s Son!Kneel before the holy babeIt was for us he came to save;Give to him our wisest giftsGold and myrrh and frankincense.Gold: Our money give unto HimTo help us serve in the world of sin!Myrrh: To share in his sorrows and those of the world.To love each other in one accord!Frankincense: The adoration of a consecrated life,Give to the Lord this sacrifice.No greater gift was ever givenThan Jesus Christ come down from heaven;Let thankful hearts rejoice in praise,On this most holy day of days!Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift (2 Corinthians 9:15).-- Submitted by Lynn MossBe It Unto Me!O blessed Virgin, rejoice!An angelic voiceOn the wings of joyBrings a plea, a choice. To undo the deedOf the dark deceit,Hidden on the tree,Apple sought by Eve,Falling unforeseen,Our ancestral sinShall be healed by Thee.How shall this be?Light of Life in me?God in flesh concealed,Father's will revealed,The universe receivesThe Son of God, indeed?How shall this be?Lord, I beg of Thee,Hearken unto me!How shall this be?On Thy holy hill,Thy celestial winds,Life creating springs,Streams of mystery,Veiled eternity,Lord, enlighten me!How shall this be?Lo, in the whirlwindTime has ceased to be,God's awaiting Thee,Holy mystery,Silence deep within.Just one word to hear,Our salvation's near,The Virgin's soul beams,On her lips appearLike the streams of Eden:"Be it unto me!"-- Submitted by Andrey Gidaspov citecite this article Format mla apa chicago Your Citation Walters, Brian K., Cheryl White, Lynn Moss, and Andrey Gidaspov. "Poems About the True Meaning of Christmas." ThoughtCo, Oct. 20, 2017, thoughtco.com/true-meaning-of-christmas-poems-700476. 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