The poem I am about to share is one that brings back a lot of memories for me. I remember one time, I think I was about seven or eight years old, I read this poem for the Christmas program at church. Being that I was shorter than the rest of the people doing the program (don’t laugh), I had to pull the microphone down to my level, and in the process, switched it off! I read my poem and everyone clapped, but half the people couldn’t hear me. I was very careful the next time I had to do a reading with the microphone to not click that switch!

Ready for Christmas by Myrtle Haynes

“Ready for Christmas,” she

said with a sigh

As she gave a last touch

to the gifts piled high.

Then wearily sat for a

moment to read

Till soon, very soon she

was nodding her head.

Then quietly spoke a voice

in her dream

“Ready for Christmas,

what do you mean?

“Ready for Christmas

When only last week

you wouldn’t acknowledge

your friend on the street?

Then ready for Christmas

while holding a grudge?

Perhaps you’d better

let God be the Judge.”

She woke with a start

and a cry of despair.

“There’s so little time and

I’ve still to prepare.

O Father! Forgive me,

I see what you mean!

To be ready means more

than a house swept clean.”

Yes, more than the giving

of gifts and a tree.

It’s the heart swept

clean that He wanted to

see, a heart that is

free from bitterness and sin.

So be ready for

Christmas---and

ready for Him.

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