Christmas falls like snow in the air
On a sunny and warm day.
Things are as expected,
God will have His way.
He needs no permission of the calendar,
Nor direction from the sun.
He knows how to do mysterious wonders.
He smiles for the fun.
The air turns cold as night arrives,
And He blankets the earth with snow.
He loves the delight in the child’s eye.
He creates a tender glow.
We recognize Your power, Lord.
Our seasons are in Your hand.
For everything we think we know,
We have yet to understand.
Written by Gail Brookshire