By Sharon Wilson


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Although the name of this prayer is “Sharon’s Christmas Prayer” I cannot take credit for writing it. It is attributed to John Shea but expresses my wonderment of Christmas day perfectly.


 She was five,

      sure of the facts,

      and recited them

      with slow solemnity

      convinced every word

     was revelation.

She said

they were so poor

they had only peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

to eat

and they went a long way from home

without getting lost. The lady rode

a donkey, the man walked, and the baby

was inside the lady.

They had to stay in a stable

with an ox and an ass (hee-hee)

but the Three Rich Men found them

because a star lited the roof

Shepherds came and you could

pet the sheep but not feed them.

Then the baby was borned.

And do you know who he was?

Her quarter eyes inflated

      to silver dollars,

The baby was God.

      And she jumped in the air

      whirled round, dove into the sofa

      and buried her head under the cushion

      which is the only proper response

      to the Good News of the Incarnation.

A very Merry Christmas to everyone and I hope for you to jump in the air, whirl around and dive into your sofa as that is the only proper response to the Good News of the Incarnation.


About the author:

Sharon Wilson – Wife, Mother, Writer, Catholic Speaker, and a WINE Specialist. Sharon has a degree in education and has worked as a freelance writer, Respect Life Coordinator, a teacher, in advertising, radio, buyer and in youth advocacy – She even rode an elephant in the circus once! Sharon speaks, writes and shares about God’s healing and about the great gift of being Catholic at