I almost put this one on my calendar card. Seems the other one is what God wanted, though, as it has touched so many.
When I look at a manger scene,
I see a blood-stained cross.
The Babe grew up and died for me.
My gain for heaven’s loss.
Do I think of this miracle
Each day, throughout the year?
Do I forget the sacrifice He made
To draw me near?
Lord, please help me remember that
You gave Your Son for me,
So I could come to heaven and
Love You eternally.
Please clear my faulty vision and
Help me to realize
No matter what I’m looking at
Your Love should be my eyes.
(c) 2015 Denise McKenney
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