Lord, let my heart and soul focus on you,
and everything else will fall in place.
Let not the worries of each day
take me away from you on Christmas.
The seed of worry is ever-present in me.
There are days I think I was born to worry.
What did I worry about, and why?
From money issues to household chores.
I remember the Christmas of my childhood.
I worried about not having any gifts.
As Christmas drew nearer I worried more.
Will we have enough cash for a Christmas supper?
Those were my worries when I was a kid.
But now, what brings on my worries?
Is Jesus being erased from Christmas?
I worry about laws that may do this one day.
Christmas is advertised without Jesus.
Movies of Christmas always have Santa.
Kids know the North Pole; but Bethlehem?
Am I making a mountain out of a molehill?
I worry for I have not voiced out.
I worry for I have not asked why.
I worry for I have no one to blame but ME.
So I ask my Lord to give me a reprieve.
By C.E. Pereira