Poem for a Blue Christmas

If this year you’re feeling quite blue

And your patience is all but worn through

If your children are restive

Or your nose is congestive

And you wish that the old year was new

May you love Jesus despite all the poo

And remember his rescue is true

Though your mood be depressive

And not nearly festive

I wish love and good things for you.

I’m thinking of all those for whom Christmas is an imperfect time, bringing shadows of grief and regret as well as the light of hope. I’m giving you all a virtual hug. I’m so grateful for everyone in this blog community, and for all your messages and comments. I’m wishing you a Merry Happy Love-filled Christmas!

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10 Responses to Poem for a Blue Christmas

  1. Karen Fraser-Smith 27th December, 2015 at 1:18 pm #

    Thank you, Tanya. Your poem made me smile today, when I was feeling very blue and weak and alone after a bout of flu.
    Lots of blessings to you and your family during this dull, grey winter season.
    And keep writing.
    Karen FS

    • Tanya 24th February, 2016 at 12:04 pm #

      So sorry for my delay in replying. I’m so glad to have made you smile 🙂

      • Karen Fraser-Smith 24th February, 2016 at 6:59 pm #

        That’s fine, Tanya. I think you are amazing. Considering how ill you are you seem to be able to write so much good stuff.
        I too have ME, but not so severely as yourself. I know God wants me to write and take it far more seriously, but I keep procrastinating. You are a really good example to me that it can be done, even if my brain at times feels completely scrambled.
        Karen FS

  2. Elizabeth Bridcut 25th December, 2015 at 4:32 pm #

    Well blessed am I for truth be told
    My Christmas is all red and gold!

    I tell you this to raise your eye,
    I have no wish to make you cry

    My Lord has lately brought me through
    A valley of the darkest hue

    Blinking in the sunshine bright
    All it seems so very light

    Though your valley be dark and long
    Listen to my joyful song

    The same Lord who lifted me
    Will your shield and portion be

    There is no horror you pass through
    But He suffered like it too

    His suffering was not in vain
    But paved the way to vanquish pain

    Come dear sister, look to Him
    Maybe you will feel less grim

    And some day when for prison bars
    I just cannot see the stars

    You can take my hand and say,
    Follow Him, He is the Way

    • Tanya 24th February, 2016 at 12:00 pm #

      So sorry for my delay in replying. This is such an awesome poem! Did you just make it up? That’s amazing! Thanks so much 🙂

      • Elizabeth Bridcut 26th February, 2016 at 11:38 am #

        Thank you! I had just got out of hospital after being treated for a nasty bug with iv antibiotics and the combination of feeling so much better than I had done for absolutely ages and being so sleep deprived I was a bit hyper did absolute wonderrs for my powers of creativity! The words just flowed out but I’m afraid that tap has dried up…..

  3. Elaine 24th December, 2015 at 11:38 pm #

    With all good wishes for you and yours. Enjoy your Christmas dayxx

    • Tanya 24th February, 2016 at 11:59 am #

      So sorry for my delay in replying. Best wishes to you, too!

  4. Cathy Fischer 24th December, 2015 at 4:09 pm #

    Merry Christmas to you, too, Tanya!

    • Tanya 24th February, 2016 at 11:59 am #

      So sorry for my delay in replying. Hope you had a good Christmas, too!

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