| On this first, cold Sunday in December. |
| We gather this day, a time to remember. |
| We're busy with shopping and what to wear. |
| Can we find time to share and to care? |
| The days are filled with school events. |
| And today starts a season called Advent. |
| Advent is the time of great hope. |
| Not a time to worry or mope. |
| The stores are stuffed with gifts and presents. |
| But the true gift of Christmas is the gift of His presence. |
| Because this holiday is not about toys. |
| But the birth of a Savior, now just a baby boy. |
| This wreath that we use, made out of greens. |
| Tells of God's endless love, that's what it means. |
| A candle we light, is a symbol of Jesus. |
| That He lights up the world, and just how He sees us. |
| Lord, open our hearts, is what we do pray. |
| And fill us with your Spirit, each and every day. |
