Special

In my mind's eye I'm seeing a cold stable, a baby in a manger filled with hay,

His mother Mary tending to him, her knowing this was a special day,

Knowing she had fulfilled God's plan for her, her heart now filled with joy,

For laying there before her, she knew Jesus was more than just another baby boy,

For the lowly shepherds came to see Him, later the magi gifts would bring,

Hearing about what had drawn them there, what they heard the angels sing,

Mary knew deep down within herself, she held the one who could save all,

His message pure and simple, salvation found by answering His call,

And I am set apart by the fact, that it is in Him I am believing,

As I study His Holy Word, the knowledge of truth I am receiving,

Although no angels filled the sky, no bright star shining at my birth,

I was born for a specific purpose, I am special here on earth.

Randy "Pops" Stone 12-16-12