You may have heard the narrative
About the little girl and boy
Who would often play church
And church roles employ.
He would lead the song service
And she would preach the Word
And together they would have worship
As best they could afford.
She preached a stirring challenge
Being somewhat older than he,
And he would lead in the choruses
He could sing from memory.
Well one day the roles changed
And what a surprising switch!
Big sister led the worship session
And little brother was in a fit.
He thought of what to say
As she led in his accustomed role
And it’s interesting, to say the least,
How the narrative did unfold.
She ended her session with,
“Now brother, it’s you turn.”
And as he walked to the front of church
He recalled what he had learned.
He preached his tiny message
From the Biblical text he read
And though it did not last a minute,
What he said was well said.
It was a word to the unsaved
And an invitation re the same,
All that could be said when he finished
Was Amen in Jesus’ name.
He took his text from Psalm 23
Just a few words there:
“The Lord is my shepherd,” the little boy said,
In a voice distinctly clear.
The word was duly delivered:
The Gospel according to the Psalms
Followed by the question “Is he yours?”
An invitation most grand!
A most fitting eight-word message
As the Gospel came to the fore,
“The Lord is my shepherd,” the little boy said,
And finished with, Is he yours?”
That is the critical question
That should be on everyone’s mind:
Is the Christ of Christmas your shepherd
At this Christmas time?
Stewart Russell © December 13, 2022
