Santa
When Santa Claus
met Jesus Christ,
So the story goes
...
He bowed his head,
and then he said,
"Dear Lord, I need
to know."
"Every year I fill
my sleigh,
With lots and lots
of toys,
And I fly high across
the sky,
Delivering them
with joy."
"I get letters from
the children,
They ask for many
things,
And so hard I try
to satisfy,
With each toy that
I bring."
"It is my mission
every year,
To reach each child
I can,
To leave love and
joy with every toy,
As I fly throughout
the land."
"But lately, Lord,
I'm wondering,
Am I doing wrong,
To drive my sleigh
on Your Birthday,
And hear cute Santa
songs?"
"I'm troubled, for
there is no way
I would invade your
territory,
I'd feel very bad,
if I made you sad,
I do not seek such
glory."
So then the Lord
... who's very wise,
Spoke to Santa's
heart direct,
"You're a necessary
emissary,
You are one of my
elect."
"I'm pleased to
see your jolly self,
Make so many children
smile;
I, too, rejoice
for girls and boys,
And I feel you're
most worthwhile."
"On my birthday,
years ago,
In the manger where
I lay,
You bowed to me
on bended knee,
You, too, were born
that day."
"Dear Santa Claus,
I've chosen you,
My First Ambassador
of Cheer,
Please celebrate
on my birth date,
And do this every
year."
"You're a blessed
fantasy and dream,
And you're essential
on this earth,
You're a needed
part in all men's hearts,
Of everlasting childlike
mirth."
Having faith in Santa
Claus
Is not for just the
young,
I know I'll keep proclaiming
him
As long as I've a tongue.
And even though I see
the gent
Unmasked before my
eyes,
Revealing some familiar
friend
Who's donned the quaint
disguise,
It doesn't change my
mind a bit;
I'll still believe,
because
There's more than whiskers
and a suit
To dear old Santa Claus;
Bright hopes there
are,
And dreams come true,
Good cheer, unselfish
sharing
Personified by gifts
of love
Within the pack he's
bearing.
To call these angels
"Santa Claus"
Is surely not deceiving,
So I, for one, will
never scoff
But go right on believing.
~ M. Kathleen Haley
~
The Christmas Letter
Snowflakes softly falling,
Upon your window they
play,
Your blankets snug
around you,
Into sleep you drift
away.
I bend to gently kiss
you,
When I see that on
the floor
There's a letter ...
neatly written,
I wonder who it's for.
I quietly unfold it,
Making sure you're
still asleep,
It's a Christmas list
for Santa,
One my heart will always
keep.
It started just as
always
With the toys seen
on TV,
A new watch for your
father,
And a winter coat for
me.
But as my eyes read
on,
I could see that deep
inside.
There were many things
you wished for
That your loving heart
would hide.
You asked if your friend
Molly
Could have another
Dad;
It seems her father
hits her,
And it makes you very
sad.
Then you asked dear
Santa
If the neighbors down
the street
Could find a job ...
that he might have
Some food, and clothes,
and heat.
You saw a family on
the news
Whose house had blown
away,
"Dear Santa, send them
just one thing,
A place where they
can stay."
"And Santa, those four
cookies
That I left you for
a treat,
Could you take them
to the children
Who have nothing else
to eat."
"Do you know that little
bear I have ...
The one I love so dear?
I'm leaving it for
you to take
To Africa this year."
"And as you fly your
reindeer
On this night of Jesus'
birth,
Could your magic bring
to everyone
Goodwill and peace
on earth."
"There's one last thing
before you go,
So grateful I would
be,
If you'd smile at Baby
Jesus
In the manger by our
tree."
I pulled the letter
close to me,
I felt it melt my heart;
Those tiny hands had
written
What no other could
impart.
"And a little child
shall lead them,"
Was whispered in my
ear,
As I watched you sleep
on Christmas Eve
While Santa Claus was
here.
The sleigh was all
packed,
The reindeer were fed,
But Santa still knelt
By the side of the
bed.
"Dear Father," he prayed,
"Be with me tonight,
There's much work to
do,
And my schedule is
tight."
"I must jump in my
sleigh
And streak through
the sky,
Knowing full well
That a reindeer can't
fly."
"I will visit each
household,
Before the first light,
I'll cover the world,
And all in one night."
"With sleigh bells
a-ringing,
I'll land on each roof,
Amid the soft clatter
Of each little hoof."
"To get in the house
Is the difficult part,
So I'll slide down
the chimney
Of each child's heart."
"My sack will hold
toys
To grant all their
wishes,
The supply will be
endless,
Like the loaves and
the fishes."
"I will fill all the
stockings
And not leave a track,
I'll eat every cookie
That is left for my
snack."
"I can do all these
things Lord,
Only through You,
I just need your blessing,
Then it's easy to do."
"All this is to honor
The birth of the One,
That was sent to redeem
us ...
Your most Holy Son."
"So to all of my friends,
Least Your glory I
rob,
Please Lord, remind
them
Who gave me this job."
~ Warren D. Jennings ~
