The Christmas Rush

Well ... there's only 15 days until Christmas!  And you know what that means ...

Time to hit the stores!

We have yet to get our kids out to shop for each other so you can imagine us at Target sometime this weekend, wading through the crowds, wandering the aisles and wondering who would like what.  If you feel the urge to pray for me - now you know why!

I hope to have a smile on my face and maybe this song in my head ... it would help me to keep the true focus of Christmas close to my heart.



"With peace and love, I'll never be poor!"

I love this perfect a capella reminder that no store (no matter how fancy) holds the answer to what our hearts need.  That can only be found in a crude, wooden manger; surrounded by braying and mooing livestock; in the life and love of the Son of God.

With His peace and love, you'll never be poor.

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Thanks, Mike, for sharing your amazing gift with us ... what a treat!! :)


Song written by: Mike Tompkins & Bryan Tompkins

Special thanks to Chris and Kayla for helping with this video!

The Christmas Rush - LYRICS

I hit the mall, spendin' dollars.
To show people what they mean to me.
Got trampled trying to find an elmo.
Got pepper sprayed, guess that was free...
They gotta know, that gifts mean love.
I got my Mom MJ's glove.
And as for pops, a crystal bird house.
It doesn't really even matter what Christmas about baby.

I bought the fam lots of crap for Christmas,
Forgot who I bought it for yeah.
It won't be Christmas without presents,
Spending till my card gets sore yeah.
And who knew,
that this holiday could make me so poor yeah.
And who knew,
That i'd almost break my pelvis in a revolving door yeah.

I got my bro some N'Sync earmuffs,
then fought off Britney tryin' to steal from me.
My sis is gettin' a brand new loofa,
the jokes on her cause it was free.
This time of year the stores get nuts.
Who knew that meat mitts could cost so much?
I think the Mall Cop just grabbed my butt.
I'm gettin' kind of sick of this Christmas rush baby.

I bought the fam lots of crap for Christmas,
Forgot who I bought it for yeah.
It won't be Christmas without presents,
Spending till my card gets sore yeah.
And who knew,
that this holiday could make me so poor yeah.
And who knew,
That i'd knock a granny over face first on the floor yeah.

Feeling sweaty, feeling nervous.
Shopping's not supposed to make you bleed.
I got a feelin' there's more to Christmas.
Then buying stuff that no one needs.
Look around you and find somebody,
who matters more than you can believe.
This is love so spread it around you.
Love's a gift that all can receive yeah.

I don't need all this crap for Christmas,
Don't matter who I buy it for yeah.
It's still a Christmas without presents.
To me it means so much more yeah.
And wooo,
You can't buy love from any store yeah.
And wooo, with peace and love you'll never be poor yeah
And wooo,
You can't buy love from any store yeah.
And wooo, with peace and love you'll never be poor yeah