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The true face of Christmas

The true face if Christmas, I discovered yesterday, is the face of our neighbor.

He is a contractor and builder, working his body and spirit now just to the edge of limit. Just as he was arriving home late Friday afternoon at the end of a long work week, we heard a leak in one of our pipes. Reluctantly, we called him. He came down as soon as he had eaten and worked until 9pm, fixing it. Just as we were rejoicing by turning on the water pump, an even louder, bigger leak burst through the bathroom wall, creating a waterfall. Off goes the water again.

He would be back in the morning, he said, and was here before 9am on Saturday. He worked at it until noon. When we asked how much we owed, he himmed and hammed and then said to us, "Well, I am a Christian. I don't usually work on my sabbath (Friday sundown to Saturday sundown) but it seems to me that Jesus would have wanted me to help my neighbor more than keeping the rules."(At which I predictably quoted Jesus' words about this.) "So - instead of paying me, I would like you to find a cause that helps poor children and give my fee to them." We were dumb for a few moments. We know how much he could use this money. But we quickened into respect and humility. And today we are looking for such a cause, preferably local.

This, I can't help thinking, this is the real thing. This is all Jesus wanted us to see and to do. Not big Churches with divisive beliefs and judgments, and money and special clothes and buildings, but this moment, just this moment of his helping his neighbor instead of keeping the rules.

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24.04 | 21:27

Hi Brenda,
I did some writing this last week.
Here is it. :)

12.02 | 08:41

Hi Laurie, You will find The Choice on

18.10 | 18:29

Thanks, glad you found it here. I think it's remarkable. Holly's grandmother is one of my long and close friends; it was she who sent it.

18.10 | 17:38

Thanks for posting this. I heard it read from Abbey Theatre in their "Dear Ireland" and was hoping that I would find it on the web. I thought it stole the show.

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