Found this poem I wrote for a Christmas card from Tunisia in 1999:
No reason to celebrate, no need for a tree,
They walk in the darkness. Oh, that they could see…
A babe in the manger, a child, yet a king,
The man was our Savior, our reason to sing…
The cross and the grave; with joy, He faced all,
That we might have life, as in His name we call…
Save me, Lord, take me, to you only I turn,
For your gift is by grace, it’s nothing I earn…
Lord, put on our lips this good news of your Son,
That all of Tunisia by your grace be won.