The Prodigal One

Sometimes I marvel how God allows me to share in the true meaning of Christmas. A week before Christmas I was delivering gift bags to shut-ins. I stopped at one of the houses but no one was home. I left a message on the answering machine to call when they were available. A few hours later a lady called, anxious for me to deliver the gift. I was going by her house later that evening and told her I could drop it off then. She gratefully accepted. As I pulled up to the house I noticed there were no lights on. I looked around and saw the whole neighborhood was …..