PARABLE OF A BOY AND HIS RED WAGON

It was Christmas morning
and church members were gathering
for a pre-worship breakfast
when one of the ladies
came screaming into their midst.
”Baby Jesus is gone. Gone!”she yelled.
“Some thief stole him from our nativity
on the front lawn.
How could they be so cruel?”
”Baby Jesus was valuable, too,
one of a kind. What ever will we do?”
someone else yelled.
The more people talked the angrier they got.
They were in the process of forming a search party
when Pastor Joe entered ,
dragging a small, bewildered boy.
”This is the culprit,” Pstor Joe said.
”I caught him red-handed out on the sidewalk.
He confessed to taking baby Jesus.
What should we do with him?”
”Call the police,” someone said.
”Call his parents and ask them why
they’re raising a thief,” another said.
”Ask the kid why he did it,” someone else said.
”Good idea,” Pastor Joe said.
”Son, why did you steal Baby Jesus?”
The boy looked at all the angry people
and then looked up at Pastor Joe,
”I didn’t steal him,” the boy said.
“You see, I been praying a long time.
I been asking Jesus if he could help
me get a red Radio Flyer wagon
for Christmas I wold take
him a ride in it.
Well, sir, this morning I got
the Rdio Flyer wagon for Christmas.
So, I came down to the church
and put baby Jesus in the wagon
to give him a ride.
I wanted to keep my promise.
I planned on putting him back
in the manger when we were done.”
There was a long silence in the church.



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