When Robin was through he flew to the top of the organ and looked down on them with bright eyes, as if to say: "That is all I can do to thank you for my breakfast and shelter!"
"Children," said the minister, "this little bird must have flown in here last night from the storm. He sings because he is grateful to the Heavenly Father who cares for all, and knows when even a sparrow falleth. Let us lift our hearts and voices, and thank him in our carols for this happy Christmas. Let our voices be as sweet as Robin Redbreast's—our little brother who is welcome to all the comfort our church can give him!"
The children sang their carols as they never sang them before, and they never forgot the Christmas day when they found Robin in church. That was years ago, but that is why, for a long time, Robin Redbreast was on the Christmas cards. Did you ever see him there?
A Tale of the Christ Child[1]
It was Christmas eve. The soft snow fell in big flakes like white blossoms from the
- ↑ By Phila Butler Bowman, in Kindergarten Review. By permission of the publishers.
