I want to introduce to this generation a past favorite Christmas story
as told by Paul Harvey (Modified for SWM by Ted Camp).
The Man and the Birds: “The man I’m going to tell you about was not a scrooge. He was kind, decent, and generous to his family and upright in his dealings with others. He just didn’t believe in all of that incarnation stuff proclaimed at Christmas time. He just couldn’t swallow the Jesus story, about God coming to Earth as a man. He told his wife, “I’m just not going with you to church this Christmas Eve.” So he stayed home.
Soon the snow began to fall. He watched the flurries getting heavier and heavier and then returned to his fireside chair to read. Soon he heard a thudding sound. Then another … and then another. At first he thought someone was throwing snowballs against the window. But when he went to the front door, he saw a flock of birds huddled outside miserably in the snow. They were seeking shelter from the storm. Well, he couldn’t let the poor creatures just lie there and freeze, so he thought of the barn that would provide them a warm shelter. All he needed to do was to direct the birds into the barn. Quickly he opened the barn doors wide and turned on a light so the birds would know the way into the barn. But the birds did not come in. So, he tried to entice them but they ignored him. He hurried to the house and got bread to make a trail of breadcrumbs leading them to the lighted wide open doorway of the barn. But to his dismay, the birds ignored him and the crumbs. They continued to helplessly flap around in the freezing snow. He then tried to catch them but could not. He waved his arms and tried shooing them into the barn. Instead, they scattered away from him and the warm barn. And that’s when he realized they were afraid of him. To them I am a strange and terrifying creature they do not understand.
Then he thought, “If only I could think of some way to let them know that they can trust me. That I am not trying to hurt them, but I have come to help them. But how?” He then thought to himself, “If only I could become a bird and mingle with them and speak their language. They would not fear me. Then I could show them and have them follow me to the way of life and safety to the safe warm barn. If only I could become one of them so they could see…and hear…and understand.” At that moment the church bells began to ring. The sound reached his ears above the sounds of the wind. He stood there listening to the bells ringing the glad tidings of Christmas. Then as he looked at the birds and listened to the bells ringing, he slowly nodded and knelt in the snow to pray… “Lord, now I understand the true meaning of Christmas.”
BTW: My annual Christmas Songs PDF are attached. Thank you for letting me share these weekly articles with you. Merry Christmas from my heart to your home – TC
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