A Special Gift

Small and tiny lying there
Amid the cattle’s straw
Your mother must have smiled
And thought of Your new life in awe.

A precious tiny baby, 
Newborn, so meek and mild.
A prophecy that was fulfilled
By You, Infant Golden Child.

She watched as You developed
From childhood into man,
Growing like Your Father
As was His Master Plan.

Gentle while a baby;
Precocious as a teen,
She knew that You were guided
By a Power that was unseen.

You grew into adulthood
It seemed to her too swift,
For she knew that You were born
To be a special Gift.

A Gift sometimes unwanted.
A Gift sometimes despised.
A Gift that would be spat upon
And cruelly chastised.

A Gift for all the world,
Hung meanly on a tree.
A Gift of our salvation,
You died for even me.

Yet, You remain a Special Gift
Sent to earth from above
A Special Gift  that’s given
Through God’s own Special Love.


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