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THE ELVES IN THE SHOE AISLE

Maddy went off to preschool this morning. I rushed to the discount store to try to find black dress shoes in her size for the Christmas program and dance recital this afternoon.

Too late, we had discovered that her Sunday School shoes only fit about 90 percent of her feet. Growth spurt, you know.

Well, I got to the shoe aisle, and it looked as though a herd of shoe-buying caribou had stampeded through it. Racks were nearly empty and errant shoes were laying hither and thither. There were lots of big, clunky black boots -- for little girls? -- and lots of petal pink ones, and brown sandals, but nothing in between, and no little black ones. I ‘bout blew a gasket.

Oh, no! I would be thrown into the Dungeon of Lousy Mothers -- those who had sent their darlings onstage for a Christmas program all decked out in Christmas gear EXCEPT for those telltale, beat-up, everyday sneakers.

Then, suddenly, my eyes focused on the very back of the very bottom rack. There was a small green box . . . and inside was an adorable little pair of black ballet slippers with a black flower on the toe and a little strap. Perfect! And just her size! For under 10 bucks!

Thank you, Christmas elves. I’m grateful that my Personal Shopper in heaven above sent you into Inventory to save my bacon once again.

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Prayer request: May the shining faces and sweet voices of the little children in Christmas programs in schools and churches all over the Earth warm hearts and turn them to You, O Christmas Child. (Luke 1:32)