The Christmas Shoes

It was almost Christmas time, there I stood in another line

Tryin' to buy that last gift or two, not really in the Christmas mood

Standing there right in front of me was a little boy waiting anxiously

Pacing round like little boys do, and in his hands he held a pair of shoes

His clothes were worn and old

He was dirty from head to toe

And when it came his time to pay

I couldn't believe what I heard him say

CHORUS:

Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my mama, please

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry, sir, Daddy said there's not much time

You see, she's been sick for quite a while

And I know these shoes would make her smile

And I want her to look beautiful if mama meets Jesus tonight

He counted pennies for what seemed like years

Then the cashier said, "Son, there's not enough here"

He searched his pockets frantically, then he turned and he looked at me

He said, "Mama made Christmas good at our house,

Though most years she just did without

Tell me, sir, what am I going to do,

Somehow, I've got to buy her these Christmas shoes."

So I laid the money down

I just had to help him out

I'll never forget the look on his face

When he said, "Mama's gonna look so great."

CHORUS

I knew I'd caught a glimpse of heaven's love as he thanked me and ran out

I knew that God had sent that little boy

To remind me what Christmas is all about

CHORUS