Todd Howey

I spent the better part of an hour last weekend looking for Jesus. I knew he had to be around, because I found his parents Mary and Joseph sitting close by. I called my sister since it was her storage shed and said,

“Hey I’m looking for Jesus and he is nowhere to be found.”

She told me to keep looking,

“I know he’s there because I’ve seen him.”

So, I hung up the phone and continued my search because seeing is believing. Sure enough, after rifling through several boxes of Christmas ornaments and holiday decor, there he was sitting quietly in the bottom of a cardboard box wrapped in a swaddling plastic blanket. I sent my sister a text stating.

“I found Jesus! Seek and ye shall find.”

I know, pretty corny, but I couldn’t resist.

After finding Jesus, I placed him back with h

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