Beautiful, humble hearts at Christmastime
The story I am about to tell you was published in a newspaper somewhere in North Louisiana a decade or two ago. I wish I could find it again for the writer was a wordsmith that kept every pointless word at bay.
The story goes like this: A woman was raising three children by herself, and while they had very little, they had each other and enough to be comfortable.
At church one Sunday, the pastor announced that an offering would be taken in one month to help a poor family during the holiday season. “What a great idea,” the woman thought.
