At first he thought that this would be easy, for the Kingdom of God was filled with countless gifts that would be embraced by all humans, but then the Lord gently told him that as part of his mission, he could bring nothing with him from the heavenly world. Like the race of man that he would be endeavoring to help, he must arrive and leave the Earth with only his soul. And so the Angel now found himself lost deep in the labyrinth of his problem.
But as he sat there pondering, the Angel suddenly felt his soul being touched by the prayer of a child. Now this was quite unusual, for on this night most children were long asleep in the anticipation of all the magic and possibilities the next morning would bring. However, earlier that day some older children had told her that Christmas was not real. That it was a holiday made up to amuse small children like herself and that no adults at all believed it was anything more.
It had no other purpose except for the possibility of helping stores clear away overstocked merchandise. When she protested that her parents themselves had told her that everything about Christmas was real, they laughed and said that parents were the ones most deeply involved in this conspiracy. So on this normally most anticipated of nights, she found herself unable to sleep as she tried to figure out what the truth of this situation was.
Then all at once, the shadow of a child's idea started to form in her mind. There was one person who could solve this dilemma, for his presence alone in her home would confirm that all that was said about this night was true. Now, this man was very rarely seen for he usually only arrived when all were fast asleep, but with so much at stake she had decided that she would sneak down to the living room and stay awake until he had arrived to deliver his gifts.
But on her way downstairs, she remembered that earlier that year her father had walled up the chimney after some bricks had fallen. After a moment's hesitation, she decided to alter her plans and finding a candle for light, she climbed up the stairs to the attic where she would have a clear view of all that would occur that night on the roof.
Unsure of when, or even if he would arrive, she found herself saying a small prayer before sitting down to wait. Now, the Angel was concerned because his remaining time to complete his mission was so limited, but like all angels he was unable to turn away from any soul in need and moments later was at the young child's side. As the Angel stood in the attic of that old Victorian house, he could not help but feel the numerous shadows of Christmases past that inhabited this room and he immediately formed a plan to help this child believe once more.
Noticing that these Christmas shadows were deepest near an old trunk, the Angel gently turned her eyes in that direction. Then while softly running his fingers through her hair, he whispered to her that exploring it might be a good way to pass the time as she waited.
Minutes later the child would discover that the trunk was filled with numerous items that evoked memories of Christmases from long ago. Ornaments, toys and old records were piled one on another, but the most interesting thing in that trunk was a small stack of yellowed letters and Christmas cards from long before she was born.
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