Dear God

Who gifts better then God? No One.

Dear God,

Thank You! For no one gifts like you!
So, thank you for lights at the end of the tunnel
Guiding me through my dark times.
Yet, still I turned from you, yielding to my sin,
Following the deceptions of the king of chaos.
So, thank you for giving your son that night
To bring light to a world of darkness.
A baby, a gift of hope and salvation,
He grew to heal blindness, ailments, and diseases,
Cast out demons, and raise the dead.
A gift so pure it wipes clean, yet remains snow white.
Our sins nailed this gift through hands and feet,
To splinting wood piercing a wounded back
From the wounding words we spit.
We ruined the wrapping, but we couldnt kill the gift.
His body left this earth but his spirit lives in us,
And I will love him until I turn back to dust!
So thank you for loving me enough to gift me Jesus.


With eternal love,
Sabrina E. Mabson


Free Verse Poetry.
Line Count: 20
Contest: Lighthouse Poetry
Prompt: The Birth of Jesus.