Do You Hear What I Hear

(This is part of a series of short stories that belong together. You might want to read Most WonderFul Time first, but it is not necessary. Many of the characters in that one and this short story will continue to pop up over the next couple of weeks.)   The Monday after Thanksgiving, this year…

Precious Lamb of God

December 4, 1861, Irian Jaya   Simu and Kere spent the night in tears. When the dawn arrives, their two-year-old boy, Dexjo, would no longer be theirs. He had been chosen to become the Peace Child. While everyone else rejoiced that the Mauri tribe had accepted the agreement, Simu and Kere just could not get into…

Little Drummer Boy

Come they told me Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see Pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring Pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the king Pa rum pum pum pum,
So to honor Him Pa rum pum pum pum
When we come

Frosty The Snowman

Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say
He was made of snow but the children know
How he came to life one day

Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be
And the children say he could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me

Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye saying, “Don’t you cry
I’ll be back again some day.”