Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

For this week's blog, we're going to take a break from the informative and enjoy a short story written by one of Sticks Stones and Bonez staff members. Hope you enjoy!

Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a little mouse. He spent most of his days running through fields, picking up scraps of grain and food that careless farm animals dropped. But today was different. Today, he had gone to a field to follow some sheep, waiting for them to leave their leftovers so he could have a meal. While he was there, the sky had suddenly lit up and lots of bright, shiny things appeared in the sky singing a strange song. After that, the men watching over the sheep had left! The little mouse was suprised. The men watching the sheep never left them alone. There were too many dangerous animals that could eat the sheep. So, the little mouse decided to follow them.

When the men finally stopped, the little mouse was even more surprised. They were at a stable! He had found a bit of barley there earlier that day. But it didn't just have animals, now. There were... people. A baby. And the baby was in the place the animals ate from. It seemed strange. Didn't humans usually put their little ones someplace else? The little mouse snuck closer to where the people were. When he finally saw the baby's face, he understood why the men watching the sheep had run so fast to get here. This little baby didn't make the little mouse feel fear when he saw him. The little mouse felt wonderfully warm and happy as he looked at the child.

As the men he had followed began speaking excitedly, the little mouse snuck away. He wasn't sure what he had seen that night, but he was certain of one thing. That little baby would grow up to be someone who would make things better for everyone. And maybe, just maybe, he would leave the little mouse good food instead of the scraps that fell on the floor. (Luke 2:1-20, John 3:16)