As we barrel toward another Christmas, I’m mostly distracted. It’s piling up,

the year-end pressure and demands at work,

the bustle of getting gifts together for the kids,

getting the menus together for three holiday meals,

And on and on,

And yet he is near,

We celebrate the crossover time,

When God came, and remains to this day, with us,

Everything else will sort itself out,

I keep after it,

And keep central in my mind, heart, soul,

He is near.