I remember every Christmas, on my mother's china hutch
Sat a tiny nativity, I was not allowed to touch
I would stand on tip toes, peering pensive and eyes wide
Imagining what I would do, if I were there inside.
Would I kneel beside the manger
and worship Him on my knees?
Would I be of any service
to the Savior soon to be?
Could I persuade the unknowing
to accept Him in their home?
If I were there with Jesus
would I help to right the wrong?
Check it out! You'll love it. :-)
(And while we're on the topic of Christmas songs ... Lucy has been singing the Hallelujah Chorus the last few days! Hilarious and adorable!)