Devotional 12-13-17

A Tale for Christmas Evening  
 by Lucy Carruth

Now that you’re tired of your toys, Sonny Boy,
And you’re cocking a sleepy eye,
Climb into my lap and I’ll tell you a tale
Of a time that is long gone by.

Over the sea, in a little old town---
No, your daddy was never there---
A Baby was born on the first Christmas Day,
In a place that was chill and bare.

He had no fire like the one we have here,
Where His mother would warm His toes,
Not even a roof covered over his head,
But the stars saw His eyelids close.

Yes, He was poor, but withal was a King,
As the Wise Men afar had been told;
And they came on their camels
    to bring Him rare gifts
Of frankincense, myrrh, and gold.

Where is He now? Why He’s here in our home,
But don’t look for Him with your eyes;
For He is the Spirit of Love, Sonny Boy,
And ev’rything good and wise.
 
Published by Ideals Publications
A Guideposts Company
Nashville, Tennessee
2011
Submitted by Kay Lewis