God Makes A Home For The Lonely

 God Makes A Home For The Lonely

Christmas Eve - With Thoughts From Psalm 68

Candles were held
our hearts were bright
with family and friends
singing O Holy Night
on a warm Christmas Eve
in a church by a park
we proclaimed Him who came
to a world that was dark

Waiting at home
in an oven of steel
were nice hot burritos
and a cozy warm feel
more family would travel
then join us to eat
kids loved cheesy pizza
ate all grandma's treat

That night was not presents
fancy clothes pretty shirt
we ate with our loved ones
and laughed till we hurt
watched cousins play close
the dudes walk on air
giggles and sword fights
on carpet and chair

Too soon it was over
time getting late
Christmas morning so early
was each family's fate
except me and Jackie
who cleaned up the mess
then sleep in till nine
just thought it'd be best

We treasure each Christmas
with places to go
and having it home
gives a nice special glow
but like Mary and Joseph
once stayed near an inn
far from our children
to easy come in

Now we are blessed
love our cute little place
where grand kids run wild
receiving our grace
and daughters return
still feeling the pull
lunch with Ben on Wednesday
makes life almost full

Sing praises to God
lift a song to the sky
One who rides through the desert
will always stand by
a Father for the fatherless
makes widows a place
gives a home to the lonely
sets a nice easy pace

He leads out the prisoners
with gifts on their way
so rejoice then with gladness
and join me to pray
I thank You dear Father
You've always been there
forgive my rebellion
and help me to share