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My Dad knew St Nicholas....Oh, it's not like they were best friends or anything. But my father knew all about him. And this is his story. On Christmas Eve, A father tells his child about the spiritual roots of St Nicholas.
The heart warming journey of a kindly man who found that giving was a pathway to God's love. Prologue
Even now, the memory stirs my heart.
I remember the drifts of snow of the fire... and a night that was alive with Christmas that carpeted the world outside our window... and the rainbow glow of ornaments blending with the quiet warmth magic... But even more I recall the feeling of peace that settled upon us, as I snuggled close to my dad ... and we whispered our gentle secrets. My thoughts had lingered on the coming of Christmas. But my gaze had settled on the stockings hung by the fire. Stockings, I mused, seemed an odd place for a gift.
The heart warming journey of a kindly man who found that giving was a pathway to God's love. Prologue
Even now, the memory stirs my heart.
I remember the drifts of snow of the fire... and a night that was alive with Christmas that carpeted the world outside our window... and the rainbow glow of ornaments blending with the quiet warmth magic... But even more I recall the feeling of peace that settled upon us, as I snuggled close to my dad ... and we whispered our gentle secrets. My thoughts had lingered on the coming of Christmas. But my gaze had settled on the stockings hung by the fire. Stockings, I mused, seemed an odd place for a gift.
- Format: Trade Paperback
- Author: Dittrick, Alan
- ISBN: 9798267727549
- Condition: New
- Dimensions: 9.00 x 0.08
- Number Of Pages: 32
- Publication Year: 2025
Language:
English