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As Ben and Beth filed into the choir room with the rest of the children several of the class looked at them oddly. It was a well known fact in this little town that Ben and Beth did *not* sing Christmas Carols with the class. They, along with their parents, were about the only admitted atheists in this small town… or at least they had been. Others of the class knew that they had actually come to Sunday service at the local, popular Presbetyrian church.
And they felt odd. To have consistently refused to have anything to do with Christmas, or Christianity… and to now be attending church and singing Christmas carols. But they were committed. Once you had sworn eternal service, you didn’t let a little thing like feeling odd stop you.
And they liked to sing. Their parents being artistic, singing was a skill they had learned early… singing well and singing their parts. So they, again, startled the other children by not only singing, but singing well.
And as they sung they learned, and thought about the words. Something most of the other kids didn’t bother with. There were so many words they had to learn. What was ‘Emmanuel’? Jesus, obviously, but what did that name mean? Who was king Wenceslas?
And they wondered, where did this Christmas thing come from? Was it in the Bible somewhere? How did Santa and the reindeer fit in?
As they finished and went back to their regular class, they realized that they had a lot of homework. This Christian thing was turning out harder than they imagined.
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