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We like the rags to riches tale:

Boy meets gal, poor girl meets male.

One once as low as he could be,

Finds gold coins, a pearl by the sea.

Poor-to-rich-myths never get stale.

 

But what about riches to rags?

One loses comforts and finds snags.

You like to thing that direction?

How does that fit your perfection?

Rich men – bums, once cute women – hags.

 

Christmas ‘fore “all was said and done,”

Is about the rich to rags One,

He became poor, a peasant Man.

He, who at His call angles ran,

Found no place to lay His head – none.

 

Christ had seen wealth beyond man’s mind,

Heard tunes no symphony can find,

Left such splendor, left it all.

God, Triune, gave and felt “the call”  

To our world, so cold, so unkind.

 

Why?  Why was Christ willing to switch?

Become poor – that we might be rich?

Came to set the sinners fully free,

By dying on that middle tree,

Agony.  Pain.  “Dead” muscles twitch.  

 

His loss was mankind’s greatest gain.

Sinner friend, He died not in vain.

Wealthy, then poor, Christ lives today.

Providing poorest men a way,

To lose his sin in Christ’s blood stain.

          – eab, 11/30/06

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