{"id":1447,"date":"2010-12-25T19:00:16","date_gmt":"2010-12-25T12:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jfdesignnet.com\/?p=1447"},"modified":"2010-12-25T19:00:16","modified_gmt":"2010-12-25T12:00:16","slug":"marvelous-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jfdesignnet.com\/?p=1447","title":{"rendered":"Marvelous Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I got goosebumps reading this short story :<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">On  a cold Christmas Eve in 1952, when Korea was in the throes of  civil war, one  young woman struggled along a village street, obviously  soon to deliver a  child. She pleaded with passersby,<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Help me! Please. My baby.&#8221;<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>No  one paid any attention to her.<\/p>\n<p>A  middle-aged couple walked by. The wife pushed away the young mother and  sneered,<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em> &#8220;Where&#8217;s the father? Where&#8217;s your American man now?&#8221; <\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The  couple laughed and went on.<\/p>\n<p>The  young woman almost doubled up from a contraction as she watched them go.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Please . .<\/em> .&#8221; she begged.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She  had heard of a missionary living nearby who might help her.  Hurriedly, she  began walking to that village. If only he would help her  baby. Shivering and in  pain, she struggled over the frozen  countryside. But the night was so cold.  Snow began to fall. Realizing  that the time was near to deliver her baby, she  took shelter under a  bridge. There, alone, her baby was born on Christmas Eve.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Worried  about her newborn son, she took off her own clothes,  wrapped them around the  baby and held him close in the warm circle of  her arms.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The  next day, the missionary braved the new snow to deliver  Christmas packages. As  he walked along, he heard the cry of a baby. He  followed the sound to a bridge.  Under it, he found a young mother  frozen to death, still clutching her crying  new born son. The  missionary tenderly lifted the baby out of her arms.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When  the baby was 10 years old, his now adoptive father told him the story of his  mother&#8217;s death on Christmas Eve.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The young boy cried, realizing the sacrifice his mother had made for him.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The  next morning, the missionary rose early to find the boy&#8217;s bed  empty. Seeing a  fresh set of small footprints in the snow outside, he  bundled up warmly in a  winter coat and followed the trail. It led back  to the bridge where the young  mother had died.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">As  the missionary approached the bridge, he stopped, stunned.  Kneeling in the snow  was his son, naked and shivering uncontrollably.  His clothes lay beside him in  a small pile. Moving closer, he heard the  boy say through chattering teeth:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em> &#8220;Mother, were you this cold for me?&#8221;<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.jfdesignnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/asian_baby_laughing.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[1447]\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1452\" title=\"asian_baby_laughing\" src=\"http:\/\/www.jfdesignnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/asian_baby_laughing-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nJesus is the most precious gift of God for us. Know Him and you shall find peace. Merry Christmas everybody. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got goosebumps reading this short story : On a cold Christmas Eve in 1952, when Korea was in the throes of civil war, one young woman struggled along a village street, obviously soon to deliver a child. She pleaded with passersby, &#8220;Help me! Please. My baby.&#8221; No one paid any attention to her. 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