A Cowboy Christmas Story
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008You see as a cowboy I must spend a lot of hours outside in the cold
But the livestock barn is heated by animals,
It is shelter for the weak, the young, and the old.
I spend so many hours out there that some may say that my mind has begun to drift.
But one cold winter night I was blessed with a gift.
I heard the animals talking.
Now hear me out.
I didn’t have a conversations with them not a word did I share.
You see it only happened once
I haven’t herd them since “I swear!.”
The doors had been shut and the animals had all been fed
I was leaving for the house when I stopped at the door to pull my hat down on my head
And this is what he said
Hey Dave! “Have you heard the story as told by the Apostles in the Bible
Matthew, Mark, and Luke?
Now listen to the story as told by your Old Donkey Duke”
I stood and rubbed my eyes, and then I think I was under his trance.
I stood and listened not knowing, if I would get a second chance.
He continued.
This story is fitting for this time of year
It has a happy ending.
And it should fill your heart with cheer
Normally I stand in the back ground and all you hear are my feet
But I want you to hear my story and share it with everyone you meet
One of my ancestors, once gave a ride to a lady, who was heavy with child
Then he was tied up in a stable, near where the straw was piled
This Great Grandpa from generations past was there
When the nights blanket had an extra bright star
He said there were kings and Royalty that came from near and far
It was in Bethlehem the town of counting and gathering back in that day
On this night the town was filled with people and there was no place to stay
Grandpa said that he had heard that Shepards had been visited by angels that night
They were told that a savior was to be born on this very sight
He said he was so close he could smell the new born
Wrapped in swaddling clothes all nice and tight
He actually stood out side the stable that night
He watched as Royalty and the Rich they brought gifts to him
Gold, Frankinses, and Murr
And Kings bowed to their knees as the town was in a stir
His name is JESUS “The Savior”, the one true light
The angels they sang of his glory and might
He was born in a manger so meek and so mild
Many knew this was the moment that the world had waited for
Born in a stable, why the place didn’t even have a door.
Great Grandpa said that night was the beginning of a new way
No one knew then,
The sacrifice he would pay
He would give his own life for the debits that we owe
But first he would live as a child and grow
His folks knew he was special, the angels had told them that
He was quite he just lay there smiling and happy, he didn’t wear a hat.
He is the true meaning of Christmas a gift from above.
For you and for me
To deliver us from sin
Our spirits he set free
Duke said
So during this time of winter don’t just sit around and shiver all cold
Go out and live life!
Live it true and live it bold!
God wants us to love one another
No matter our race color or creed, no matter how young or how old
Love one another as brothers and sisters, is how the story is told
Duke then put his head down and got a mouth full of hay
I still scratch my head when I think about what I herd that day
But I hope you will take this lesson from Duke as I herd it spoke.
Please live life to the fullest in Peace Love and Hope.
God Bless and have a Christ filled Christmas
Cowboy Dave