As a little bear, named Faith crossed the street on a bitterly
cold morning in Alaska, she froze in fear realizing it was Christmas
Eve, and she had not wrote her list to Santa.

What am I going to do? I have to buy Mommy and Daddy’s gift
with grandma, eat lunch, play with Sara, make Santa’s cookies, and go
to church. Faith was never happy going to church. She would sleep
during church or just think about shopping because no matter what time
of year it was Faith loved to shop for herself.
Faith called home to get her Mommy to change her mind as her list
was so long. Hello Faith, her mommy said. Mommy, do I have
to go to church? I haven’t written my list to Santa!
Her Mommy replied with a sigh. You can if you must. When
Faith’s parents left she thought of everything she wanted: a pony, a
doll, money! SContinue reading “The Old Wooden Cross”