A homeless man cooed at the still barn owl tucked under his jacket. For the past two days, he nursed him, fed him, talked about loneliness, hopelessness. But it was Christmas Eve and that night he prayed for the owl's health.
The next morning he was welcomed with nothing but feathers.
With a sad smile, he walked. Only to find a gift-wrapped sandwich with a note, leading him to a local shelter, then food and a job. As he looked up at the sky, the very same owl circled over him. He beamed at his guardian angel. His Christmas miracle.
The next morning he was welcomed with nothing but feathers.
With a sad smile, he walked. Only to find a gift-wrapped sandwich with a note, leading him to a local shelter, then food and a job. As he looked up at the sky, the very same owl circled over him. He beamed at his guardian angel. His Christmas miracle.
