This story is from Sally, and I love it:
My story begins years ago when I was backpacking through Israel and bought a beautiful hand-carved nativity set from olive wood. I set it out every year as my favorite Christmas decoration. When my youngest son was two, he kept taking the little baby Jesus from the manger to play with him. I would tell him not to, but he loved that little piece. Then one day, the baby was lost. I was so disappointed — what was the point of having a nativity if the focal point was gone?
I didn’t set it out for the next couple of years, but one Christmas I was thinking about how we needed to incorporate the Savior more in our Christmas celebrations and I thought of that set. When we lost the piece that year, I spent a long time looking all over the house for the baby Jesus, and then I realized — that is what I should be doing every year! That is the whole point of Christmas! So I now set that nativity out with the missing baby and it reminds me every year to focus on spending my time searching diligently for Christ.
Thank you, Sally.
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