First Christmas In Recovery Lyrics

It's Christmas Eve at the meeting tonight,

Snowflakes dance, and the lights shine bright.

People gather, faces old and new,

Hearts full of hope, finding what's true.

For some, it's the first time they've felt this way,

A Christmas without the shadows of yesterday.

They sip their coffee, share their tales,

Laughter mingles as the past's weight pales.

Silent prayers and quiet smiles,

This meeting turns sorrow into miles.

Of grace, of love, and second chances,

Where broken souls find room for dances.

We're here together, under the twinkling light,

Telling stories of finding Christ that first night.

Holding hands, singing songs, feeling whole,

It's the first Christmas where peace touches the soul.

We're here together, and that's enough,

Wrapped in His mercy, wrapped in His love.

Tom shares it's his first sober year,

Eyes misty, voice steady, no trace of fear.

Mary talks about how she found her way,

In a whisper of prayer on a long, cold day.

We pass around cookies and warm apple pie,

Comfort found in the simplest "Hi."

It's not about presents, it's not about gold,

It's about the gift that never grows old.

There's a tree, small and bare,

But the star on top, it says a prayer.

That hope is alive, and joy can grow,

Even in places where pain used to show.

We're here together, under the twinkling light,

Telling stories of finding Christ that first night.

Holding hands, singing songs, feeling whole,

It's the first Christmas where peace touches the soul.

We're here together, and that's enough,

Wrapped in His mercy, wrapped in His love.

For the first time, the silence isn't cold,

It's filled with warmth, stories retold.

We talk of the manger, the baby King,

How His grace made our hearts sing.

No more alone, no more apart,

This is Christmas, a brand new start.

We're here together, under the twinkling light,

Telling stories of finding Christ that first night.

Holding hands, singing songs, feeling whole,

It's the first Christmas where peace touches the soul.

We're here together, and that's enough,

Wrapped in His mercy, wrapped in His love.

So here's to the firsts, and here's to the friends,

To the moments of grace that never end.

We find our home in this meeting so sweet,

Where broken hearts find their beat.

Merry Christmas, whispered soft and true,

In this meeting, we're made new.