NICK EICHER, HOST: Today is Tuesday, December 24th. It’s Christmas Eve and we’re so glad you’ve joined us for The World and Everything in It. Good morning. I’m Nick Eicher.
MARY REICHARD, HOST: And I’m Mary Reichard. Coming next, your Christmas memories. It’s really warmed our hearts to hear these stories, and that you took the time to send them in means a lot to us. Thank you for that!
Today’s memory comes from listener Paul Gebel. He and his wife, Noelle, live in Columbia, South Carolina.
GEBEL: Our third child, Julia, was born December 20th, 1990, in Colorado Springs. Doctors quickly discovered that she was born with a severely damaged heart. So the next morning, an ambulance transferred her to Denver’s Children’s Hospital. Noelle and I and our other two children drove up to be with her.
After the surgery, one of many that Julia would have, I took Noelle and the kids out to dinner in Denver before heading home. Because it was the Christmas season, the restaurant had hired a young man to dress as Santa Clause and interact with the customers. Santa came to our table and asked where we were from and what we were doing in Denver.
I told him about Julia’s surgery and how the day had gone. It was probably not what he expected to hear. But Santa pulled up a chair, sat down, and looked right in my eyes.
“I just became a Christian a little while ago,” he said. “So I don’t know a lot about all this. But God is going to take care of you and your daughter.”
My first thought was, God, thank you! Even Santa is pulling for us!
Julia was with us for two years and eight months before going home to Jesus. And Noelle and I will always remember her first Christmas in Colorado.