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Flash Fiction: A Special Christmas Gift

A Special Christmas Gift

By, Susan Sage

Jackson pulled his legs to his chest. He reached out and touched the sleigh ornament near the bottom of the tree causing it to swing back and forth. With arms crossed over his knees, he settled his chin on his wrists. The lights reflected in the tears pooling around his eyes.

“Jackson?” Dad came down the hall from the master bedroom.

Jackson started. “Hey.”

“What are you doing? You’re supposed to be in bed.”

“I couldn’t sleep,” Jackson said without looking up. “Dad, what does God want for Christmas?”

Travis raised his eyebrows as he sat near his son.

“That’s a good question, Jackson. What do you think God wants for Christmas?”

The young boy lifted his hand and touched the nativity ornament. For several seconds, only the tick-tock of the old grandfather clock echoed in the wood-paneled room.

“He sent Jesus because He loves us and Jesus was our gift, right?”


“And the shepherds came to see the baby. Then later the wise men came and brought gifts and so we give each other gifts, right? Cause Jesus was the gift and they gave Him gifts?”

“I’m glad you’ve been paying attention when we talk about the Christmas story.”

Jackson turned so their knees touched.

“You told me we need to share with other people and everyone doesn’t have stuff like we do and to think about what we want to give someone else at Christmas if they don’t have much. Right Dad?”

Dad smiled as he cupped Jackson’s face in his hand.

“Is that why you’re up so late tonight?”

“There’s a new girl in our class at school. She and her mom live at the shelter by our church. Her name is Ciara and she said that’s where they’re going to be for Christmas.”

“At the shelter?”

Jackson nodded.

“You know, son, it’s a safe warm place for them to stay. Several of the churches in town help make Christmas dinner for the women and kids there. Remember last year we bought presents to share with the people who were there over the season.”

“I remember. But, I always get to go to Granma’s or Nona’s and bake Christmas cookies and make fudge and paint ornaments.”

“Yes, and you’ll do that again this year … unless you don’t want to,” Dad said.

“No. I mean, yes, I want to.”

“What’s going on out here?” Mom walked into the den pulling her robe around her. “I thought I hear voices.”

Dad took a minute to fill Mom in on the conversation after she sat down on the floor beside him.

“So, what are you thinking?” Mom turned and looked at Jackson.

Jackson started talking quickly and laughter filled the room.

“Let’s try this again only a little slower,” Dad said.

“I want us to bake Christmas goodies for the women and kids at the shelter. I think God might like this for Christmas … for us to share our treats with them. I don’t think Ciara and her mom will get to bake and have treats,” Jackson said. “Do you think Granma and Nona would help?”

“What do you think?” Mom looked at Dad.

Jackson watched his parents for many moments. When they turned to look at him, he raised his eyebrows.

“I think it’s a great idea … on one condition,” Dad said.

“What?” Jackson opened his eyes as much as possible and held his breath.

“That Grandpa, Pops and I get to help, too.”

Jackson jumped up and started dancing around and cheering.

“But,” Dad broke in on the celebration. “For now, you get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow now.”


As Jackson returned to his room and closed the bedroom door, Mom looked at Dad. “We have a pretty thoughtful son. What a sweet Christmas idea. And this started because he wanted to know what God wanted for Christmas?”

“Yes,” Dad said draping his arm over his wife’s shoulder as they headed back to bed. “I think God will like with this special gift of sharing. I’m glad Jackson thought of it. I’ve never considered what God might want for Christmas. This is a gift of giving on many levels. And, isn’t that what Christmas is all about? Giving. I think we should think some more about ways we could give to others this season. Good night and Merry Christmas.”

Meet the Author

New to north Idaho, Susan Sage and her husband are enjoying getting to know the new area. She continues to work on her craft writing about God’s purpose and sovereignty in all aspects of life. She enjoys writing devotionals and flash fiction. She enjoys mentoring other writers who are new to the craft.

She is currently working on revising her website, which should be up in the next few months.

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You can read Susan's flash fiction stories the 2nd Thursday each month here at Pandora's Box Gazette.

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