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The Christmas Angel
     

The Christmas Angel

by Evans Smith
 
This book was conceived so that children and parents alike can understand and in most cases convert back to accepting the true meaning of the Christmas season. This season is not about worldly things. This season is about Jesus Christ and the love he died for.

Overview

This book was conceived so that children and parents alike can understand and in most cases convert back to accepting the true meaning of the Christmas season. This season is not about worldly things. This season is about Jesus Christ and the love he died for.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781449040567
Publisher:
AuthorHouse
Publication date:
12/08/2009
Pages:
40
Product dimensions:
8.50(w) x 11.00(h) x 0.10(d)

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The Christmas Angel


By Evans Smith

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2009 Evans Smith
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4490-4056-7


Chapter One

A small Christmas angel turned slowly to the holiday melody from its music box, while a mother and child watched joyfully through the storefront window.

Suddenly, the child began to catch snowflakes falling lightly from the sky. And as she caught them in a small cloth pouch, she noticed an elderly man draped in rags sitting alone in distress on the curb.

The child approached the elder and asked, "Excuse me, sir, but why are you so sad?"

The elder answered, "On this holiday, I have no joy."

"I am alone with no one to love and no one to love me."

"I have no peace, no hope, and no faith."

"I am old, and my soul has grown tired. I have not the strength to live another day among the cries of the poor and the homeless, the sick and the hungry."

The child then placed the cloth pouch in the elder's hand.

"What is this?" he asked. "Snowflakes," she answered. "I was going to give them to my mother as a present. But you can have them as a gift instead."

The elder poured the snowflakes into his hand. Instantly, the Holy Spirit consumed him. His eyes were open to the truth that on this day the poor and homeless are given hope; the sick and hungry are given faith; and the weak, strength.

Through these tiny snowflakes, the love of God rippedthrough his soul like an enormous explosion.

He rose up from the curb a new man, shouting so that the whole world could hear. "This day is not about worldly things! This day is about Jesus Christ, our savior. I do have someone to love, and someone loves me, too!"

The little child happily began to skip back to her mother.

"Wait," the elder whispered. "What is your name so that I may thank you properly?"

As the angel slowly turned to the holiday melody of the elder's voice, she answered.

"My name is Merry; Merry Christmas!"

(Continues...)



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