She was only 3 and the cookies sat on the table on Christmas Eve. I remember her laughter like snowflakes filling the room. Excitement of making her first cookies for Santa Claus filled her heart.
As we mixed the cookies, I told her the true story behind Christmas of a baby boy born to save her and the world.
“His momma called him, Jesus,” I remember telling her. “She loved Him so and her heart sang when she held the little baby in her arms.”
She pulled a cookie to the side. “I will give this one to Jesus. Where does he live now?”
“He lives in Heaven with God now, but He loves that you want to share your cookies with Him too.”
After baking, we ate one cookie a piece. Daddy came in and grabbed one off the plate.
“Those are for Santa and baby Jesus in Heaven,” she blocked his hand from getting another one.
Later, she changed into her pajamas, jabbering away about Christmas, Santa, and presents he would bring. “He takes presents to Heaven too to Jesus right?”
“Yes, he does. You know God made Santa and Christmas.”
“I know, he made everything,” she answered with faith beaming.
“Yes, he did. He made you too. He made you beautiful and sweet, my little Katie Rosie.”
Ten years later, my daughter is a teen, but I am still amazed at her beauty, sweetness, and faith in Jesus. She can’t wait til Christmas morning because she will spend it with her cousins and family. She also can’t wait to see what her parents have in store for her under the tree.
Leading up to Thanksgiving, I began a series celebrating Fall Thankfulness. Here is the landing page. This post represents the letters “I” in Thanksgiving. I continue to blend this series with the start of another sponsored by Wendy Speake: A Holiday Haiku Challenge. Wendy kindly featured me on her blog here! I am so appreciative.
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