Guest post by my friend and fellow author Donna
A really good present
Lise stared at the tree as the lights blinked off and on, then looked back down at the popcorn in her hand. She popped one in her mouth and chewed while she slipped the needle and thread through another piece, careful not to break it. “Why can’t daddy come home for Christmas?”
Her mother glanced down from the step stool then looked back up and finished placing the angel on the tree. “Because he has a very important job, sweetheart. He has to keep lots of people safe.”
Tina watched her daughter scrunch up her forehead as she tried to reason through her next question. Four years was hardly old enough to understand that evil never slept.
“But daddy could come home when the bad people go home for Christmas.”
Tina stepped down and folded the stool, leaning it against the closet door to put away later. She sat down on the couch next to her daughter and picked up the other threaded needle and a handful of popcorn. She looked down into amber eyes. With those golden curls and pixie face, her daughter could be a model for a Christmas angel.
Tina started her own string of popcorn. “The bad people don’t celebrate Christmas, sweetie. They don’t believe in baby Jesus.”
“But mommy, He’s the most special present! Someone has to tell them!”
Out of the mouths of babes...
“Not everyone wants to listen, Sweetie. Not everyone wants to know God.”
The golden eyes blinked at her, the popcorn strings forgotten. “Why not? He loves them. He loves us all.”
Tina smiled and brushed her hand over Lise’s curls. “Yes, He does, sweetheart. Maybe we can tell someone about Him tomorrow.”
Lise sighed and nodded, then rubbed her eyes. “Tomorrow’s Christmas, right?” She asked with a yawn as Tina picked her up.
“That would be a really good present to give to someone,” she mumbled as she laid her head on Tina’s shoulder.
“Yes, it would, Sweetie, yes, it would.”