I fell to pondering the fact that when old folks think of Christmas
they think of the days when they were young. When their children
are grown and have gone far away from home, the parents refresh
their hearts by thinking of the time when there was a Christmas tree
in the nursery and the glad shout of children exulting over their
treasures filled all the house. And I remembered also that husbands
and wives who have no children find their hearts going out toward
other people’s children at Christmas time. And when I saw in my
mind’s eye the whole world gathered together for the celebration of
Christmas and beheld a little child in the centre, I began to think
of the day when in Capernaum Jesus set a child in the midst of twelve
men, saying: “Of such is the kingdom of heaven.” And when this all
flashed upon me I started out at once in search of a child. “To him
undoubtedly,” I said, “has God committed the secret of Christmas. He
can tell me where the Christmas builders can be found.”
I went, I asked, and great was my reward. Through a child’s eyes I
looked into the child heart, and there standing radiant and beautiful
were seven angels,—the angels which are the builders of Christmas.
These are their names: Wonder, Humility, Trust, Simplicity, Purity,
Joy, and Affection. By these the first Christmas was constructed, and
without these no genuine Christmas can be built. These are strong
angels, they dig deep and they mount high. They can build a Christmas
covering the year.
Christmas is glorious because it is the creation of a child. Man is
not the architect of it. It is not a creation of human ingenuity or
wisdom. It was built in the first place by a baby, and the glitter
of it was simply the reflection of the light of a baby’s eyes. The
kings of the earth have often taken council together, but they have
never conceived anything so beautiful as Christmas. For a marvel so
stupendous God fell back upon a child. Children are the magicians
of the earth. Their wizardry surpasses that of magic. The scope and
power of their necromancy, who can measure?
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