Monday, June 17, 2019

Time it was, and what a time it was.... I have a photograph....


Strange really how a photograph can set off a kind of chain reaction. Take for example this. It's a page from a photo album which my father brought home from the Middle East when he served there during WW2.


I can clearly remember being outraged one Christmas Eve ( circa 2000) when a news bulletin came on TV giving the news how a terrorist had driven a car bomb right in to the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem. The result of this by me was an overly long series of verses which I later set to music. Read on, if you have the time....

                 Come with me now to a land full of wonder,
                 Come with me now to the land Christ was born.
                 Come back in time; see the child in the manger
                 Wrapped tight in swaddling clothes, snug and warm.

                 Come see the shepherds, the wise men, the angels;
                 Come see the King that was born just to die.
                 Come see young Mary and Joseph so humble,
                 So innocent; no questions; no reasoning why.
  
                 Come out to the outskirts of old Jerusalem,
                 Up to the Mount of Olives so high.
                 Come see the Saviour, born in a manger,
                 Nailed to a cross; born just to die.

                 Come feel the love that the Saviour has given us,
                 Come feel His suffering, high on the cross,
                 Born to redeem the sins we were born with,
                 Come praise the Lord, we have gained from His loss.

                 But come with me now to a land full of hatred
                 Where Arabs and Jews can not live in peace.
                 Come with me now; see the City of David;
                 Walls torn asunder, but the fighting won’t cease.

                 Come see the bodies blown up by a car bomb,
                 Come feel the sorrow of a land torn apart.
                 Come back in time to the land full of wonder-
                 What kind of feelings now stir in your heart?

                 Two thousand years later and no-one is wiser,
                 Two thousand years on, turn your faces and hide.
                 Search in your heart for the love God proclaimed us.
                 Search in your heart for the Saviour that died.

                 So come back with me to a land full of wonder,
                 Come back with me to the cold empty cave.
                 Remember this Christmas about Mary and Joseph,
                 Remember this Christmas the child born to save......