MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Christmas time means different things to different people.  When I was going through a difficult time, I wrote the following poem to explore what Christmas meant to me, trying to meld my knowledge of life after death, spirituality and Christianity.  It was read on the air at CKWX by Roy Jacques in 1985, and he said it lit up the switchboard.  Then in 1986 it was published by The Aldergrove Star.

I wish everyone the very best at this time of year, whatever your beliefs may be!

THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS 

In times gone past the King proclaimed

“In charge of hearts

J.C. is named!”

“In charge of hearts?” asked poor J.C.

“What does my King

Expect of me?”

As poor J.C. was just a ghost

Did he deserve

This honoured post

The King then took J.C. aside

And said to him

“You cannot hide

The planet Earth has need of Thee

Since how to love

They do not see

They fight, they hate, they rob and kill

The planet Earth

Needs more love still

Your heart is big enough, my Son

I know your heart

Won’t let you run

Go forth, J.C., and teach of love

That it’s the law

From up above

I’ll give you angels and all men

Go forth and teach of love

My Friend”

But just a ghost, J.C. knew not

How he could help

A world distraught

A ghost you know, can only be

A feeling that

No one can see

Or thoughts that people won’t believe

Would planet Earth

This ghost receive?

J.C. went forth to do his best

It would take years

To pass this test

In little places here and there

J.C. found hearts

That sought to care

But just a few J.C. had found

Though he had searched

The world around

He tried to touch all hearts with love

They’d love a bit

Then push and shove

He tried to teach the world with thought

They’d think

But still went forth and fought

This planet Earth he loved for years

But no one listened

Through their tears

With sadness in his heart one day

He told his King

There was no way

That he could teach the world to love

“They can’t see ghosts

From up above

They don’t believe the things I say

There has to be

A better way”

The King agreed, perhaps this chore

Was more than he

Had thought before

There had to be a better plan

For teaching love

To Earthbound man

“We’ll have to call the Council soon

We’ll meet with them

Full moon in June

There’s one in charge of how to teach

And many minds

Knows how to reach

There’s one in charge of church and prayer

He can inspire

Some to care

There’s one in charge of Kingdoms, too

He’ll know which Kings

Will trust in you

There’s one in charge of words to write

He’ll know which words

For Earth are right

Because I gave you hearts, J.C.

You need not work alone

You see?”

And so it was the Council came

Together

All these ghosts just came

They thought, they talked, they made a plan

To show the Earth

A loving man

So all mankind could understand

That through the Cosmos

That’s the Plan

A ghost would go to Earth, you see

(Of course you know,

They picked J.C.)

And live inside a body, too

That could be seen

By me and you

Then he would live this thing called love

That guides

The Universe above

And he’d be killed by man’s own hand

So all mankind

Could understand

When he arose and was not dead

That ghosts are people

Not to dread

For life is always evermore

If man could see

He’d cry no more

That was the Plan the Council made

That was the part

That J.C. played

Now once a year humanity

Attempts to love

As did J.C.

The ghost of Christmas is J.C.

And Jesus Christ

Still lives for Thee.

_______________________

By Lisa A. Hatton