To Hear the Angels Sing

On the 23rd of December, in my ninth year, I hear the angels sing. 

We do our Christmas shopping late this December. My parents' work, church, school programs, and family obligations conspire to keep us away from the stores of downtown Santa Cruz until the night before Christmas Eve. It is the one time a year when I see my dad shop for anything but groceries. 

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This brings to mind the older SDA published stories that had often consisted of a careworn stranger that the protagonist helps in some way- food or lodging. After some unusual event, the stranger disappears and the protagonist wonders if the stranger was an angel. Happy holidays :star2::earth_americas::dove:

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