TWO BABES
IN A MANGER
1994, two Americans answered an invitation from
the Russian Department of Education to teach morals and ethics
(based on biblical principles) in the public schools. They were
invited to teach at prisons, businesses, the fire and police
departments and a large orphanage. About 100 boys and girls who
had been abandoned, abused, and left in the care of a
government-run program were in the orphanage. They relate the
following story in their own words:
It was nearing the holiday season, 1994, time
for our orphans to hear, for the first time, the traditional story
of Christmas. We told
them about Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem. Finding no room
in the inn, the couple went to a stable, where the baby Jesus was
born and placed in a manger.
Throughout the story, the children and orphanage
staff sat in amazement as they listened. Some sat on the edges of
their stools, trying to grasp every word.
Completing the story, we gave the children three
small pieces of cardboard to make a crude manger. Each child was
given a small paper square, cut from yellow napkins I had brought
with me. No colored paper was available in the city.
Following instructions, the children tore the
paper and carefully laid strips in the manger for straw. Small
squares of flannel, cut from a worn- out nightgown an American
lady was throwing away as she left Russia, were used for the
baby's blanket. A doll-like baby was cut from tan felt we had
brought from the United States.
The orphans were busy assembling their manger as
I walked among them to see if they needed any help. All went well
until I got to one table where little Misha sat. He looked to be
about 6 years old and had finished his project. As I looked at the
little boy's manger, I was startled to see not one, but two babies
in the manger.
Quickly, I called for the translator to ask the
lad why there were two babies in the manger. Crossing his arms in
front of him and looking at this completed manger scene, the child
began to repeat the story very seriously. For such a young boy,
who had only heard the Christmas story once, he related the
happenings accurately-until he came to the part where Mary put the
baby Jesus in the manger. Then Misha started to ad-lib. He made up
his own ending to the story as he said, "And when Maria laid
the baby in the manger, Jesus looked at me and asked me if I had a
place to stay.
I told him I have no mamma and I have no papa,
so I don't have any place to stay. Then Jesus told me I could stay
with him. But I told him I couldn't, because I didn't have a gift
to give him like everybody else did. But I wanted to stay with
Jesus so much, so I thought about what I had that maybe I could
use for a gift. I thought maybe if I kept him warm, that would be
a good gift.
"So I asked Jesus, "If I keep you
warm, will that be a good enough gift?" And Jesus told me,
"If you keep me warm, that will be the best gift anybody ever
gave me." "So
I got into the manger, and then Jesus looked at me and he told me
I could stay with him---for always."
As
little Misha finished his story, his eyes brimmed full of tears
that splashed down his little cheeks. Putting his hand over his
face, his head dropped to the table and his shoulders shook as he
sobbed and sobbed. The little orphan had found someone who would
never abandon nor abuse him, someone who would stay with him-FOR
ALWAYS. I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but
WHO you have in your life that counts.