A Brother Like That
A friend of mine named Paul received an automobile from
his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when
Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking
around the shiny new car, admiring it. "Is this your car,
Mister?" he asked.
Paul nodded. "My brother gave it to me for Christmas."
The boy was astounded. "Boy, I wish ..." He hesitated.
Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He
was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the
lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
"I wish," the boy went on, "that I could be a brother
like that."
Paul was astonished. He asked the boy, "Would you like
a ride?"
After a short ride, the boy turned and his eyes aglow,
said, "Will you stop where those two steps are?"
He ran up the steps. Then in a little while Paul heard
him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying
his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom
step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to
the car.
"There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs.
His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn't cost
him a cent. And someday I'm gonna give you one just like it
... then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in
the Christmas windows that I've been trying to tell you
about."
Paul got out and lifted the lad to the front seat of
his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside
him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.
That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when
He had said:
"It is more blessed to give..."
By Dan Clark
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