he liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
he liked icicles and snow. he liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
and critters and creatures that crawled. why bugs were some of his very best friends
spiders and ants and all. now that's not to say that he ever looked down on the vision of twinkling lights
or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes and a thousand other delights. and he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
and a jolly old man and a sleigh full of toys and presents and wonderful things
and the story of christmas day. oh
alfie believed in christmas all right
he was full of christmas cheer. all of each and every day and all throughout the year. to him it was more than a special time much more than a special day
it was more than a beautiful story. it was a special kind of way. you see
some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring
and they've never heard of santa claus. they've never heard the story of the son of god. and that made alfie pause. did that mean that they'd never know of peace on earth
or the brotherhood of man?
or know how to love
or know how to give? if they can't
no one can. you see
life is a very special kind of thing
not just for a chosen few. but for each and every living breathing thing. not just me and you. so in your christmas prayers this year