This poem is the first Christmas poem I sent out with a Christmas newletter in 1987.

THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL

by Dawn Baumeister

Behind this message of love

Is a prayer to God above

That in this Christmas season

You will realize its reason.

For Christmas would not be

If it were not for the tree--

Not evergreen or pine

But of another kind.

Two sticks of wood were bound,

And then, instead of crowned,

The King of kings was slain

Who had once in manger lain.

We speak of love and peace,

But war will never cease

Until the Savior comes

And Satan's host succumbs.

My friend, the only way

To know true joy today

Is through Jesus Christ our Lord,

Through the pages of His Word.

So as you give and get,

Be sure you don't forget

Why we celebrate

This specific date.

It's more than feeling good

Or doing what we should..

It's to tell each one who lives

That the Son of God forgives!

If Him you do not know,

Then He's eager to bestow

The greatest gift of all

As by faith on Him you call.

"For whosoever shall call upon the

name of the Lord shall be saved."

(Romans 10:13)