The Christmas pageant

"Guess what!" came Janice's excited voice over the phone. "Our Sunday School's giving a Christmas pageant, and I'm going to be an angel!"

Janice was my closest friend, and even though I was happy for her, I felt a little left out. It seemed all my friends were in Christmas pageants in their churches—one friend as Mary, another as a wise man, and still another as a shepherd.

December 18, 1978
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