The Day Beyond Christmas

The Day Beyond Christmas

I wrote this a few years back for my children and the children of Christ Church in Plano. I found it in a file a week ago, edited it, and share it here. For a downloadable copy, go to LeaderWorks.

The Day Beyond Christmas

“Hey! Good News has come here! I bring you Good News.”
That’s the message I heard as I woke from my snooze.
The daylight had gone, I had fallen asleep.
It was cold to the bone and darkness was deep.

I’m lonely at night like most young shepherd boys
With only some sticks and a staff as my toys.
But that night I lay near my sheep to stay warm,
I felt something with me that seemed to transform

My sleep to a slumber, my rest to a dream.
I dreamed a spectacular starry filled beam!
A wide stream of lighting that fired up the sky,
Then music and singing as angels flew by.

Seraphs and angels, each danced with a star.
Too many to count, they were both near and far.
Then two brilliant comets when ‘Whoosh’ through the air
They looped back and crisscrossed their colorful flares

Some of the stars made me of think of Spring flowers
Soaked through with light from vast Fall meteor-showers.
I shook from my slumber then heard the review:
“Peace! Good news has come here; I bring the Good News!

“Be still now and listen: A Baby’s soft cry!
And know that it’s HIM we announce in the sky.”
What is this? I thought in my dream as I slept.
The best news I’ve heard, that I’ll never forget.

The angels have known it, from when all began
That God loves all children, ev’ry woman, and man.
And shows us tonight, with a star above earth,
He’s come to our life at His moment of birth!

And after that night, I was never the same.
The darkness around me lit up like a flame.
I’d heard angels sing and cry out like a bell,
“The Prince of God’s Peace has come! Emmanuel!”

So what would you do if you heard that great news?
I woke up my sheep and I put on my shoes.
I ran ‘cross the meadows (My sheep nearly died!)
And came to a cave with a manger inside.

Both father and mother were holding Anoth’r
A small baby boy who looked like a brother.
Is this why I saw all the light in the skies?
The flying and flitting like great butterflies?

Is this why I noticed the cherubs abreast?
To announce that the world had tonight been blest?
It must be! O Glory! Just look at His face
The manger and stable are now holy space.

I stood there all night near the Child in the hay,
And thought and thought more until soon it was day.
His Peace gave me comfort and as the dawn came
I curled in the straw and my sleep overcame.

But before I dozed off, I remembered this too.
The Scriptures had said that this was to be true:
The One wrapped in cloths, a King without sin,
Would lay down His life so that we’d rise again.

–David Roseberry
from LeaderWorks.org

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