Proof The Bible Is True

With some free time on our hands before the Thanksgiving kickoff to the holiday season, my husband, Tony, and I took an afternoon drive. The trees along the winding streets were lit up in brilliant oranges, reds and golds that made me think of the sparkly Christmas decorations we would soon be hanging. We went all out with twinkling lights on the house, silver tinsel on the tree and ornaments of all kinds. We even had a Nativity to display outside—well, part of a Nativity. Tony’s mother had given us the set of lawn ornaments years ago. We had Joseph, Mary and Jesus. That was it. No wise men, no animals, no angel. I missed the angel figure the most.

Every year when we put up our display, we talked about adding on to the figures we had, but we never did.

For one thing, lawn ornaments were expensive. “Could this be the year we complete our Nativity?” I said as we drove the sun-dappled road.

Tony laughed. “Unlikely.”

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