this morning at our Christmas breakfast, my twelve-year-old nephew asked God’s blessing over our meal. i want to share with everyone his prayer, as he captured in such a special way the meaning of Christmas.
“Dear God, thank you for this food. Please bless it to the nourishment of our bodies. Please help us have a good Christmas together. Thank you for being born and all that. Thank you also for dying – not that it was a good thing, but pretty good for us. Amen.”
yes, indeed. thank you Justin for keeping it real and helping us all remember the full meaning of Christmas.