Unwrapping Jesus

It’s Christmas,

and I’m unwrapping Jesus

Like a kid,

I’m voraciously tearing away

all the wrapping.

No matter how much it glitters,

it’s not God!

I don’t want it!

It’s not God.

I’m not satisfied until

I have him, hold him,

and he holds me.

Riiiiiiiip!

There you are Jesus,

beyond all the things I’ve made

beyond all Satan-tape.

You are there,

have always been there

waiting

for me.