Article December 23, 1944 Issue

Christmas Peace

[Of Special Interest to Children]

MARION D. MAC CANN

Rick was five years old five months before Christmas. He had been told the fable of Kris Kringle, and he played the game and had fun, but that was what it was to him—a game.

His mother told him many things about Christmas, and he thought about it a good deal. He liked, especially at Christmas time, to hear of the baby Jesus, who had grown to be a little boy, and then a bigger boy. Rick would be a big boy some day, as big as twelve years. At twelve years Jesus had gone with his parents to Jerusalem and had asked questions of some men who were supposed to be very wise.

Rick had started to Sunday school three years before, and the weeks had slipped by quickly. He could remember the very first day he had been in Sunday school. He knew by that that three years is not such a very long time, certainly not a long time in which to do the many, many things Jesus needed to do when he grew up and the time came for him to travel away from home and help other people. Jesus was able to do these things because he was ready. He was ready because he had learned. He had learned because he had talked with God about every little or big thing to be said or done. Then he remembered to do what he had learned.

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