Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Merry December 16th


Helaman 14:5-6 And behold, there shall a new star arise, such an one as ye never have beheld; and this also shall be a sign unto you.  And behold this is not all, there shall be many signs and wonders in heaven.
Carol:Rudolph, The Red Nosed Reindeer
Special Delivery
By Mrs. Charles Stephan

Delivery boys come in all shapes and sizes — and in a variety of speeds and attitudes, too. Some come to the door like beleaguered deliverers of doom while others come on the bound, as though there were more rewards to work than the pay.
David Ward, of Memphis, Tennessee, is the latter kind. Weekdays after school and Saturdays, David pedals his bike for the Speedway Drug Store. And David’s a good sort for the job. When he delivers a prescription and says, “I hope you’re feeling better,” in that polite, concerned way of his, somehow you do feel better.
Last year on a Saturday night before Christmas, David, who was thirteen then, received his weekly salary as usual. But he didn’t go home. He had a special delivery of his own to make.

First he went down to the lot where the Christmas trees were being sold. When he’d given a number of the trees his careful inspection, he bought one and loaded it on his bicycle. Then he wheeled it over to 605 Life-Street, the home of a steady customer, Mrs. Brady Neals. She was seventy-one. And she had been blind for thirty-seven years.

“It’s me, Mrs. Neals, David from Speedway,” he said when she came to the door. And then David walked in and set up the tree and talked cheerily as he trimmed it with the lights and decorations he had brought along.

Mrs. Neals could hardly speak. Even as David was leaving she could only mumble her thanks.  But the old lady was thrilled, she kept reaching out to touch the tree’s branches and to breathe its forest-fresh fragrance.

“I’m seventy-one years old,” she kept saying over and over, “I’m seventy-one years old and I’ve never had a tree.”

Delivery boys come in all shapes and sizes and some of them bring more to their jobs than work.

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