“Dave, did you get the red present?”
Dave was wobbling down the sidewalk beneath the weight of five very bulky packages, none of which were red. He tried to say “No”, but it came out as a muffled moan, and was drowned out by the playful shriek of a child.
“Molly! Come back over here, you’re getting mud on your clothes.”
The Williams were supposed to be at the park for their youngest child’s birthday party at three o’clock. It was 3:07.
Mom was already exhausted. “Everyone else is going to be there already! Where’s my purse?”
Dad was trying to get the back of the van shut without smashing the gifts. “I don’t get it. James is only a year old. He has no clue what’s going on. He’ll never remember any of this! Why are we doing all this again?”
His question received no answer, so he simply began helping his wife shove the kids into the van.
At last they were loaded and ready for departure.
Mom was terrified that they had forgotten a gift. “Did you see a blue one with a green stripe?”
“Yes, honey, they’re all in here,” Dad replied as he turned left onto Willoughby St.
A little voice piped up from the backseat. “Mom?”
“Yes, dear, what is it?”
The van came to a screeching halt.
Mom and Dad both turned around and looked down at the car seat in the second row. It was empty.
“We forgot the baby!”
In the midst of parties and dinners and gift exchanges and Christmas music and lights and family and food… don’t forget the baby! After all, it’s His birthday.
The Christmas story is the story of God sending his Son so we could experience a beautiful gift; His forgiveness. The following video is the true story of a family and community who allowed a little boy named Dax to experience a beautiful gift… “One Last Christmas”.