Wednesday, December 9, 2020
by Arthur L. Camp
During one Advent, a wee child of three,
Crayon in hand, drew the Christ Child for me.
Touched by her picture, I pulled the girl near,
And asked her of details that I thought unclear.
“Each star has two dots – why is it that way?”
She answered, “They’re eyes – to look down where He lay.”
“Why from a cow’s mouth did you draw that smoke flowing?”
She answered, “It’s not smoke – the cattle are lowing.”
“I see you drew wise men – five and not three.”
Her eyes gleamed with brightness: “That’s you and that’s me!”
Through crayon and paper, the Christ Child can come
In love gifts of wisdom from those who are young.
O Father, please grant old adult folks like me
The blessings to see Christ through eyes that are three.
(by Debbie W. Parain)
“Jesus said, ‘Suffer the little children, and forbid them not to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.’” ~ Matthew 19:14