
A weather advisory
The icy storm hit
For a night of misery
To those stuck in it
And here it was
Christmas Eve
With the airports full
As none could leave
Each deep in thought
With little to say
The ticket that they'd bought
Was long since delayed
And... ignoring the crowd
Was a man in a suit
Working with head bowed
A... modern day scrooge
Just then a lone plane
Announced its departure
And many a poor souls came
Seeking a seat to secure
One... in the long line
Was mournfully in doubt
He'd not much more time
Till, to war, he'd be shipped out
All heard of his plight
But, they had theirs too
And this was their flight
What were they to do?
Then... the gate opened
And each ticket was handed
Till the last...in a suit
Gave to the soldier still stranded
Two honorable men
Of sacrifice
To each other softened
What words could suffice...
The man in the suit
Wished the other the best
Gave a proper salute
And left seeking some rest
The plane soon departed
As did others in time
And I left tender hearted
From this moment so kind
The icy storm hit
For a night of misery
To those stuck in it
And here it was
Christmas Eve
With the airports full
As none could leave
Each deep in thought
With little to say
The ticket that they'd bought
Was long since delayed
And... ignoring the crowd
Was a man in a suit
Working with head bowed
A... modern day scrooge
Just then a lone plane
Announced its departure
And many a poor souls came
Seeking a seat to secure
One... in the long line
Was mournfully in doubt
He'd not much more time
Till, to war, he'd be shipped out
All heard of his plight
But, they had theirs too
And this was their flight
What were they to do?
Then... the gate opened
And each ticket was handed
Till the last...in a suit
Gave to the soldier still stranded
Two honorable men
Of sacrifice
To each other softened
What words could suffice...
The man in the suit
Wished the other the best
Gave a proper salute
And left seeking some rest
The plane soon departed
As did others in time
And I left tender hearted
From this moment so kind
Verse 1]
The weather desk warned of an icy storm
But warnings came too late
Christmas Eve found the terminal
Packed beside the gates
Coats were draped on luggage carts
Cold coffee filled the air
Every screen postponed another flight
No promise anywhere
[Verse 2]
They held their tickets, checked their phones
And watched the minutes crawl
A child slept on a folded coat
Near the departure hall
A man in pressed gray trousers sat
With his head bent low
Counting all the things he’d lost
And all he couldn’t show
[Pre-Chorus]
Then one small plane announced its gate
And weary faces turned
A hundred people rose at once
For one last chance returned
[Chorus]
Make room for someone else tonight
Though your own heart’s running late
A little mercy at the gate
Can change the shape of fate
When every road is closed with ice
And every plan is through
The gift we give another soul
May carry us there too
[Verse 3]
A soldier stood among the line
His duffel at his feet
He had a train to catch by dawn
And orders overseas
The travelers knew his story well
But no one spoke his name
They had their children, homes, and fears
Their reasons were the same
[Verse 4]
The agent opened up the door
And called the rows ahead
One ticket after one ticket
The final traveler said
The man in gray looked down the line
Then placed his pass in hand
And offered it to the soldier
Who could barely understand
[Pre-Chorus]
No speech could hold that moment still
No photograph could prove
Two strangers met beneath the clock
And found one thing to move
[Chorus]
Make room for someone else tonight
Though your own heart’s running late
A little mercy at the gate
Can change the shape of fate
When every road is closed with ice
And every plan is through
The gift we give another soul
May carry us there too
[Bridge]
The soldier raised a shaking hand
The older man bowed low
One wished the other safe return
Then watched the boarding go
A salute beneath fluorescent lights
A kindness clean and plain
While outside, snow erased the tracks
And softened every pane
[Final Chorus]
Make room for someone else tonight
Though your own heart’s running late
A little mercy at the gate
Can change the shape of fate
When every road is closed with ice
And every plan is through
The gift we give another soul
May carry us there too
[Outro]
The plane rose into winter
The terminal emptied slow
I carried that small act home with me
Through streets of falling snow
Thomas S. Monson
December 6, 2009
First Presidency Christmas Devotional
Thomas S. Monson
December 6, 2009
First Presidency Christmas Devotional
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