"Dad," he had once asked when he was a little boy, "what is a stable?"
"It's just a barn," his father had replied, "like ours."
Then Jesus had been born in a barn, and to a barn the shepherds and the Wise Men had come, bringing their Christmas gifts!
The thought struck him like a silver dagger. Why should he not give his father a special gift too, out there in the barn? He could get up early, earlier than four o'clock, and he could creep into the barn and get all the milking done. He'd do it alone, milk and clean up, and then when his father went in to start the milking, he'd see it all done. And he would know who had done it.
He laughed to himself as he gazed at the stars. It was what he would do, and he mustn't sleep too sound.
Yep.
Pearl Buck. Quick read for Christmas that underscores the point of the season. It only takes a couple of minutes to read.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Christmas Story
Posted by Hoots at 6:55 AM
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