She opens her eyes and sees the pine trees dusted with snow. Her little boy is sleeping beside her and she snuggles closer to maintain warmth. The sun is shining down in golden waves. All is quiet.
“Mommy?” The small child rubs his eyes and she leans down to kiss his nose. “Is it Christmas Day?”
She nods and gathers him into a loving embrace. “Merry Christmas, my sweet boy.”
Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a yoyo. The child is instantly delighted and she thanks God for the empty shed they found to shelter them through the night.
“Mommy?” The small child rubs his eyes and she leans down to kiss his nose. “Is it Christmas Day?”
She nods and gathers him into a loving embrace. “Merry Christmas, my sweet boy.”
Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a yoyo. The child is instantly delighted and she thanks God for the empty shed they found to shelter them through the night.
