𝐄•𝐌𝐌𝐀•𝐍𝐔•𝐄𝐋

𝐎𝐧𝐞

Third Person's POV

     In a quaint and cozy bungalow lived a grandmother and a few orphaned children who the grandmother had taken a liking to. It was a few days before Christmas, therefore the house was beautifully yet simply decorated with all manners of matching Christmas decorations. Everyone was extremely excited for the Christmas holidays. The multiple gifts under the Christmas tree as well as the almost overflowing kitchen were testaments to that.

      The children gathered around the grandmother in the living room of the house as they curiously yet eagerly inquired about the story of Christmas.

"How did Christmas come to be, nana?" Josiah—the eldest among the children at the age of 10—asked.

"Yes nana. Tell us the story of Christmas", Arabella chipped in, as she was also curious to know why Christmas was well, Christmas.

"Is that okay with the rest of you?" the grandmother asked the little ones who nodded eagerly and said "yes tell us nana".

     The grandmother chuckled heartily seeing their eagerness to know how Christmas came to be.

"Gather your quilts then and bring snacks to munch. It's a pretty long story...", the grandmother ordered softly then chuckled heartily again when little patters of feet could be heard before she finished speaking.

     They truly were eager. Yet no one could blame them for being excitedly eager to know the story of Christmas. The story of the world's saviour, Emmanuel.

#Author's Note#
Hello dear readers! Seasons Greetings to you.

In this Season of Yuletide, I got inspired by the Holy Spirit to write a Christmas Story titled Emmanuel after the person whose birth we all celebrate during Christmas, Jesus Christ.

I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter.

QOTD: How do you celebrate Christmas in your family?

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Have a lovely Christmas!
God bless you!