It was the day after Christmas at a church in California. The pastor was looking over the cradle when he noticed that baby Jesus was missing from among the figures. Instantly, he turned, went outside and saw a little boy with a red wagon. In the wagon was the figure of the little infant, Jesus.
The pastor walked up to the boy and asked, "Well, where you got Him, my little brother?"
The little boy replied, "I got him from the church."
"And why did you take him?"
The boy said, "Well, about a week before Christmas I prayed to the little Lord Jesus that if he would bring me a red wagon for Christmas I would give him a ride around the block in it."
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The pastor walked up to the boy and asked, "Well, where you got Him, my little brother?"
The little boy replied, "I got him from the church."
"And why did you take him?"
The boy said, "Well, about a week before Christmas I prayed to the little Lord Jesus that if he would bring me a red wagon for Christmas I would give him a ride around the block in it."
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