Santa had finished his tea and cookies and was about to doze off when Mrs. Claus came into the parlor to remind him to check out the sleigh. There were so many presents this year she was afraid they wouldn’t all fit. Santa grumbled a little but he got up from his big comfy chair and started to the big shed where the sleigh was waiting for the loading.
“Oh Mrs. Claus, how do you suppose the people from the Heavenly Help store found out what we needed?"
“Well, Poppa Claus, I can’t tell you the answer to that question (even tho she was sure it was the prayers she had been sending up every night at bedtime for a good and safe year.). She knew Santa had been so busy he had gotten a little lax in his prayer routine and that wasn’t a good thing to do. After all, the season was about the birth of their King, and the wise men bringing presents to the baby Jesus.
“Maybe our Heavenly Father somehow knew you needed help.”
Santa went out the door with a soft “Humph” and proceeded to the shed to inspect the sleigh. Several of the sleigh elves were busy polishing the sleigh and checking the leather reins. Checky elf was busy getting all the bells polished and Teeny elf was running a small hand sweeper over the big padded, plush red seat where Santa sat on his long journey.
As Santa entered from the front door, a line of elves in charge of toys, came in the side door. They were ready to start loading. First, the head elf in charge of the sleigh, Roger, started checking the runners on the sleigh. This was the last check they would do before every toy was loaded. Roger was checking the big runner on the right side when he let out a big, “NO!” “What’s the matter?” Santa asked, running up to the sleigh. “There’s a crack on the bottom of the right runner,” Roger said. “Are we going to have time to fix this?” Santa asked.
Santa was really concerned now; their head carpenter had left for a visit with his sick mother and wasn’t coming back till after the holidays. They didn’t expect anything to be wrong with the sleigh. “What are we going to do, Santa?” Roger asked. “I don’t know,” Santa replied, “pray I guess.” The elves all stopped what they were doing and stared at Santa. They didn’t know that their boss was a praying man, but they were sure glad to hear him say that. So they got Mrs Claus and all the elves to the big workshop and prayed for divine intervention--continued next week.
The first snow fall of the winter!! I’m glad it wasn’t a big one or a blizzard. It’s a real bad ice storm where my daughter lives, so hope everybody is safe there. I’m not a winter person anymore, but have to get out today and get ink for the printer, so will brave the cold.
Here is this week’s recipe: Barcelona Hot Chocolate: 2/3 cup boiling water; 2 ounces good quality dark chocolate, finely chopped; 1 1/3 cups low-fat milk; 1 cup strong coffee; 1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder; 1/4 cup packed brown sugar; 1-2-inch piece orange rind strip; 1/4 cup frozen fat-free whipped topping. Mix water and chocolate in sauce pan, stirring until choc. melts. Add milk and next four ingredients; cook over med. heat, stirring until until tiny bubbles form around edge of pan. (do not boil) Discard rind. Spoon 1 tbsp. whipped topping over each serving. Dust with cocoa if desired. Makes 4 servings. Warms you up!! See you next week, behind The Garden Gate.