My name is Rebecca,
I live in Bethlehem
My parents own an inn
And I have to work for them!
I am ten years old
My life is one big chore:
I have to help cook,
But, worse, I have to mop the floor

I go to school,
My teacher is so mean,
The way he drills those Hebrew words,
You’d think I was a machine!
I have a brother, Jacob,
Who just turned three,
His purpose in life
Is to mercilessly torture me.  

My life was a hopeless mess
Until a man came to the inn;
He was going on a journey
To the land of his kin;
His wife was named Mary
And she was having a baby;
“Don’t disturb them,” mother warned,
“I don’t mean maybe!!”

But a baby at the inn,
That was s-------o cool!
Wait til the kids
Heard about it at school!
I watched Mary’s every move
For a juicy story to share;
So there wasn’t a moment to spare!

I hid in a corner,
Near Mary’s room;
If I made a noise
I’d get smacked with the broom;
One day, Mary saw me,
She turned to me and smiled,
“What is your name?”, she asked,
“Please stay for awhile.

I said, “My name is Rebecca,
I didn’t mean to peek
But having a baby at the inn
Is something pretty unique;”
“I’m glad to meet you,” Mary said with a grin,
“Let’s you and I go for a walk,
I’d like a new friend
With whom I could talk.”

“What will you call the baby?”
I excitedly asked,
“Whoa, you have so many questions,”
She said, “You’re going too fast”;
“It will be a boy, his name is Jesus,”
She quietly explained,
“Which means that we are never alone,
In sunlight or rain.”

I was so excited
About when the baby would come,
I was beside myself,
I was almost undone!
I’d never seen a baby be born,
It was a thrilling mystery;
I said, “When you call the doctor,
Don’t forget to call me!”

Later that night,
I awoke with a cry,
Was that music I heard
Playing outside?
I ran to my window,
I couldn’t believe my eyes—
There was a multitude of angels
Singing in the sky!

Mary was sitting by the manger
With her baby in her arms;
He was dressed in simple clothes,
Safe from harm;
A bright light was shining
That flooded the room;
Somebody said that three wise men
Would be here soon.

Things were happening so fast,
I couldn’t see;
Darn! The baby was born
Without me!
Mary laid the baby in the manger,
Then she said with a smile,
“Rebeka, I need to rest,
Will you watch Jesus for awhile?”

Was I ever excited,
I’d never babysat before!
I went to the manger
And knelt on the floor;
I felt so lucky
To so faithfully attend;
I said, “Hello, Jesus, I am Rebecca,
I want to be your friend.”

Jesus reached out his arms,
I held him so close,
He was the sweetest baby,
The special, the most;
I’ll never forget
What happened that night:
The wise men brought gifts
And a star shined so bright.

They brought gold, incense, and myrrh,
The finest, the fair,
But I was a child,
I had nothing to share;
Mary took me in her arms,
“Rebeka, what do you mean,
You have nothing to give?
You’ve got more love than I’ve ever seen!”

She said, “Love is the gift
That Jesus desires the most;
There’s not enough gold
For anyone to boast!
Rebecca, your love
Is your greatest gift,
Cherish it always,
There’s none finer than this.”