"he sees you when you're sleeping,
he knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good"
It would seem that you know when people need a little something too.
I've heard so much about Santa and commercialism. The reason for the season and the spirit of the holidays, the attack on Christmas. Sometimes it's tempting to throw out everything and miss the good in an attempt to simplify the grey. Maybe sometimes in the grey where things are not so clear, that miracles are witnessed and wishes do come true.
Because this week you've been oh so busy Santa with stories that people need to hear.
I've heard about you visiting children, sleeping while they slept.
Meeting children where they needed you - because sometimes Christmas is out of our depth. The way you got down on the floor or let your fingers fly with speech, For special kids you put holiday tradition easily in reach.
I know how you sat with a young girl, almost too big to come and visit as far as her peers will soon perceive. I know you promised to pray for her Mama when your toymaker's skills weren't up to the deed.
I also know know what you did for us on a week I felt so alone. Did you see the behaviours with sensory overload and the screams from teething that echoed our home. Did you feel this lonely Mama's heart wondering what to do and decided to send a blessing to show that we're remembered too?
Sometimes our blessings come when we least expect it.
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