Friday, December 17, 2010


There was once a man who didn't believe in God,
 and he didn't hesitate to let others know how he
 felt about religion and religious holidays, like Christmas.

His wife, however, did believe, and she raised their
 children to also have faith in God and Jesus,
despite his disparaging comments.
 One snowy Christmas Eve,
 his wife was taking their children
 to a Christmas Eve service
 in the farm community in which they lived.
 She asked him to come,
 but he refused
. "That story is nonsense!",
 he said.
 "Why would God lower Himself to come to Earth as a man?
 That's ridiculous!"
 So she and the children left, and he stayed home..
A while later, the winds grew stronger
 and the snow turned into a blizzard.
 As the man looked out the window,
 all he saw was a blinding snowstorm.
 He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening.
 Then he heard a loud thump.
 Something had hit the window.
Then another thump.
 He looked out, but couldn't see more than a few feet.
When the snow let up a little,
 he ventured outside to see what could have been
 beating on his window.
 In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese.
 Apparently they had been flying south
 for the winter when they got caught in the
 snowstorm and could not go on.
 They were lost and stranded on his farm,
with no food or shelter.
 They just flapped their wings
 and flew around the field in low circles,
 blindly and aimlessly.
 A couple of them had flown into his window, it seemed.
The man felt sorry for the geese
 and wanted to help them.
The barn would be a great place for them to stay,
 he thought. It is warm and safe;
 surely they could spend the night
 and wait out the storm.
 So he walked over to the barn
 and opened the doors wide,
 then watched and waited,
 hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside.
 But the geese just fluttered around aimlessly
 and did not seem to notice the barn
 or realize what it could mean for them.
 The man tried to get their attention,
 but that just seemed to scare them
 and they moved further away.
 He went into the house and came
 back out with some bread, broke it up,
 and made a bread crumb trail leading to the barn.
 They still didn't catch on.
 Now he was getting frustrated.
 He got behind them and tried to shoo
 them toward the barn,
 but they only got more scared and
 scattered in every direction except
toward the barn.
 Nothing he did could get them to go
 into the barn where they would be warm and safe.
 "Why don't they follow me?!",
 he exclaimed.
 "Can't they see this is the only place
 where they can survive the storm?"
 He thought for a moment and realized that they
 just wouldn't follow a human.
 "If only I were a goose,
 then I could save them",
 he said out loud.
Then he had an idea.
 He went into barn,
 got one of his own geese,
 and carried it in his arms as he
 circled around behind the flock of wild geese.
 He then released it.
 His goose flew through the flock
 and straight into the barn
and one by one the other
 geese followed it to safety.
 He stood silently for a moment
 as the words he had spoken
 a few minutes earlier replayed in his mind:
 "If only I were a goose,
 then I could save them!
 Then he thought about
 what he had said to his wife earlier.
 "Why would God want to be like us?
 That's ridiculous!"
 Suddenly it all made sense.
 That is what God had done.
 We were like the geese - blind, lost, perishing.
 God had His Son
 become like us so
 He could show us the way and save us.
 That was the meaning of Christmas,
 he realized.
 As the winds and blinding snow died down,
 his soul became quiet
 and pondered this wonderful thought.
 Suddenly he understood what
 Christmas was all about,
 why Christ had come.
 Years of doubt and disbelief
 vanished like the passing storm.
 He fell to his knees in the snow,
 and prayed his first prayer:
"Thank You, God,
 for coming in human form
 to get me out of the storm!"

Author unknown

Hoping you have found
 Refuge from the storm.

Love to all and
Merry Christmas!
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