|Posted by Ryan J. Cunningham on November 29, 2010 at 2:26 PM|
The adventures of Jonathan James, The boy with two first names, Was watching the snow fall to the ground, With the Christmas spirit all around. Sitting in church with family and friends, Impatiently waiting for the sermon to end. Thinking about the wrapped presents under the tree, He wanted to get home in a big hurry. While kneeling and praying on the floor, A family of four walked through the door. Their clothes were ragged and shoes were torn, But they weren’t ashamed of what they had worn. The Minister told the story when Jesus was born, In the manger on that cold winter morn. Mary and Joseph didn’t have much of anything, Three Wise Men came, with precious gifts to bring. As he was listening closely to the story, Jonathan James stood up in a hurry. He walked to the back pew, quiet as a mouse, Inviting the family to celebrate at his house. Sitting around the Christmas tree drinking eggnog, In the fireplace, Jonathan’s dad placed another log. The children’s eyes sparkled with pure delight, Looking at all the decorations and colorful lights. Jonathan James received so many gifts, Now he had someone to share them with. He gave each kid a gift from under the tree, Which they both opened so very happily.