Sweet Float

Last year God and I had an extended conversation concerning the church float in the 'we can't call it Christmas parade' in Dodge City.  This year the conversation was much shorter. 

Me:  Waddaya think about a float?
God Himself:  Anything change since last year?
Me:  Okay then.

So we fashioned an oversized candy cane from irrigation pipe, and gigantic sourballs from exercise balls, and in keeping with the Candyland theme we handed out candy canes with this little poem attached. 

A significant symbol of Christmas
Is the simple candy cane.
It's shape is the crook of the shepherd
One of the first who came.

The lively peppermint flavor is
The regal gift of spice.
The white is Jesus' purity.
The red is sacrifice.

 
The narrow stripes are friendship, 
And the nearness of his love.
Eternal, sweet compassion
A gift from God above.

The candy cane reminds us all
Of just how much God cared.
And like His Christmas gift to use
It's meant to be broken and shared.

We didn't win any prizes this year.  But God is always pleased with obedience and I think even more so when it comes without a fight, so we are calling this a win.

 On a side note:  We were having hot chocolate and a little fellowship after the parade and they had to come and ask us to move our float.  Because it was the only one still left in the middle of the street.   Because if you know anything about our church you know we are never in a hurry to leave.