With businesses
decorating for the holidays, I decided to print a short children’s story that I
wrote almost twenty years ago.
Enjoy.
Susan’s
Christmas
“My soul magnifies
the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,” Susan muttered under her
breath as she entered her father’s store. She was playing Mary in the Sunday
School program, and she wanted to get her lines right.
“Watch out!” Her
father’s voice brought her back to the present. Looking up, she stopped inches
from a plastic snowman.
“That wasn’t there
last year,” Susan said.
Her father sighed.
“No, it wasn’t. I changed the holiday display this year.”
Susan’s eyes grew
wide as she looked around. Snowflakes hung from the ceiling, and there were
plastic figures everywhere. Plastic snowmen. Plastic reindeer. Even plastic
candy canes. Everything except . . .
“Where’s the
manger scene? And why does that banner say ‘Happy Holidays’ instead of ‘Merry
Christmas’?”
“I don’t want to
offend my customers,” her father said. “This is when I make most of the money
we live on for the rest of the year.”
“But Dad, last
year you said Christmas was the best time to tell other people about Jesus.
Don’t you want to do that anymore?”
Her father stared
at his feet. Then he took a deep breath, looked straight at Susan, and smiled.
“You’re right. Who
cares what other people think. God is the only one who matters, and He wants us
to tell everyone about Him.”
“Good.” Susan
smiled, too.
“Let’s get the
manger scene and the ‘Merry Christmas’ banner out of the back.” Her father
paused. “First, though, let me change the music coming over the loudspeakers.
How does ‘Away in a Manger’ sound to you?”
“Perfect.”
And it was.
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