When I was a little girl, my mother had a beautiful plastic church with plastic stained glass windows. It was a music box that played “Silent Night.” I loved that church, and I would sit for hours playing with it. My mom died when I was eight years old. Many of her Christmas decorations were packed away, some never to be seen again. I always wondered what happened to the beautiful church that played “Silent Night.” Every year all my family and friends would hear about that church. Then a few years ago, my sister insisted that she visit me before Christmas day. She arrived with a large gift bag. Inside the bag was The Church! When I opened up the gift, not yet knowing her story of love behind it, I said, “You’ve had Mommy’s church all these years?” No, she didn’t have the church, but she had great love for her little sister. She told me that she had gone onto ebay to see if she could find a church like the one our mother had. Not only did she find one, but she found two and . . . are you ready for this? When she called the seller she discovered that the seller lived in her town! She drove right over, looked at the churches and purchased, FOR ME, the one that looked the most like my mom’s. She couldn’t wait to give it to me. This beautiful little plastic church that plays “Silent Night” sits in my studio and never gets put away. Every time I look at it I know how much I am loved.
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