This is a poem that I wrote for the children at La Croix United Methodist Church. They recited it during all three services, the weekend of December 8-9, 2018. This was a fun piece to write, but even better than that was the sweet little voices that emerged from mine. The words are below, but you can check out the video here. 

Hey Momma. Hey Daddy.

Christmas is coming!

As I’m sure you probably know.

And I’ve been working on my list.

It’s getting really long.

But there’s one more thing I’d like to add.

And I think it’s pretty important.

So, listen up, ok?

This Christmas, what I really want is you.

I mean, you are my most favoritest person in the whole entire gigantic world!

And I love spending time with you.

I love when we bake and play games and sing silly songs.

I love when we talk and shop and have dinner together.

I love just being with you.

Even if I don’t act like it.

So can we make that happen?

Because I need you to teach Me.

To teach me about all the things you know.

Teach me about Jesus.

And tell me a story.

Tell me His Story.

Tell me your story.

Help me to understand.

‘Cause I’m getting bigger everyday ya know.

And my brain is like a big juicy sponge.

So, I have questions.

Lots of questions.

And I need you to let me ask them.

Even if it’s the same questions over and over and over again.

Because I want to know.

I want to know what you know.

And I’m listening.

Not always.

Sometimes I am playing Fortnite.

Or Hatchimals. Or Pokemon.

But mostly I’m listening.

And watching. I’m always watching.

So show me.

Show me what it means to love Jesus.

Show me what it means to follow this man I’ve never met.

Introduce me to him.

Show me how to live and love and lead.

Because I want it, even if I don’t know I want it.

And I need you with me.

Because more than presents and cookies and sweaters from Aunt Margaret,

I need you to leave me a legacy.

Something to believe in.

Something to hold on to.

Something to pass down.

So, don’t wait.

Because one day soon, I’ll be on my own.

With my own family and my own kids and my own dog.

I’ll make my own memories and traditions and legacies.

And while I may not remember my Christmas gifts this year.

I will always remember the time I had with you.

And Jesus.

Always Jesus. 

Merry Christmas!