Happy Christmas, reader

Happy Christmas, reader. Hope it is a good one for you. Some seasonal contemplations for you, from recent services:

Zechariah – considering new possibilities

When he told me I was pregnant

.. and this morning's offering, Be My Baby, a reflection on the following, which I originally wrote for a Greenbelt Christmas special event at The Greenhouse 1992:

BE MY BABY 

Be my baby

Be my little bundle of fleshy joy

Be innocent

Be a gurgling, smiling distraction

For me

 

Be my baby

Be simply playful

Be soft to touch

And totally trusting

Of me

 

Be my baby

Let me hear your pretty giggles

Let me hold your tiny hands

Let your clear untainted eyes gaze

At me

 

Be my baby

Take my attention

Be the keeper of my hours

Make uncompromised demands

Of me

 

Be my baby

Be the giver of surprises

Be the source of troubled nights

Create moments of embarrassment

For me

 

Be my baby

Bind me to yourself

By your dizzying devotion

Trust the well-being of your body

To me

 

Be my baby

Make me feed you

Be my baby

Make me hold you

Make a sold-out suffering servant

Of me

Author: John Davies

A small vicar in Clapham, North Yorkshire. Sometimes I walk the M62. View all posts by John Davies