A Christmas Lesson"Is there a purpose? Why are we here?"A little boy asked as the yuletide drew near."I really do hope that someday I will knowthe reason we stand out here in the snow,ringing this bell as people walk by,while thousands of snowflakesdescend from the sky."The mother just smiled at her shivering sonwho would rather be playing and having some funbut soon would discover before evening was donethe meaning of Christmasthe very first one.The young boy exclaimed,"Mother where does it go?""All the pennies we collect - every year in the snow.""Why do we do it? Why do we care?""We worked for these pennies,so why should we share?""Because once a baby - so meek and so mildwas born in a manger - so humble the childthe son of a King - was born in this wayto give us the messageHe carried that day."The present God gave the world on that night,was the gift of his son to make everything right.Why did he do it? Why did he care?To teach about lovingand how we should share.""The meaning of Christmas, you see my dear son,is not about presents or just having funbut the gift of a father - his own precious Sonso the world would be savedwhen his work was all done"Now the little boy smiled - with a tear in his eyeas snowflakes kept falling from out of the sky -rang louder the bell as the people walked bywhile down deep in his heartat last he knew why.