Busy into the Christmas season with all the festivities and activities at church, I found myself hard-pressed for a script for the skit the teens would be doing for the church Christmas program. Wanting to tailor-make the skit to fit the teens’ talent and also deliver moving message, I was going to write the skit myself. I titled the skit “My Gift to Jesus” before I really had any content; I wanted the focus to be on giving to the Lord instead of all the ‘giving’ of gifts that is so pushed upon us by the media and retail giants.
A week before we needed to start practicing, I prayed and asked God to give me some direction for the content. As always, Father God gave me the skit ideas and I started writing. The setting is simple and takes place in the regular youth group meeting where the lesson is of course the Christmas story. We open by talking about the Magi and the gifts that they brought to Jesus. The youth are challenged to imagine being in Jerusalem with the Magi. They are invited to go with the wise men to see the baby, the Messiah King. They must think what gift they are going to take to Jesus.
Knowing my youth and what gifts I thought would suit each, I knew a poem would be fitting for one young man. Asking Daddy God once again for help, I put the pen to the paper and the poem flowed without interruption as fast as I could write. As I scribed the final stanza, the warm tears began streaming down my cheeks flowing as fast as the words had just flowed to the paper. That still small voice of my Lord, King Jesus, had whispered my name. Even though this poem is meant to be a gift from a teen to God, Father God had once again poured out His love over me.
Here is the poem for you to enjoy! Merry Christmas!