Rollie and Holly were excited about their upcoming Christmas celebration.
The couple had been married for seven years, but had no children. A recent visit to her doctor, however, had confirmed that Holly was pregnant.
"In just a few short months, we'll be holding our own little bundle of joy," Holly told Rollie. "And I can't wait. I'm looking forward to all the experiences associated with being a mom."
"And I'm happily anticipating being the world's best dad," Rollie chuckled.
On Christmas Eve, Rollie and Holly were making last-minute preparations for Christmas Day. After completing all their holiday related tasks, the couple sat on the sofa, holding hands and drinking hot chocolate. With Christian Christmas carols playing softly in the background, Rollie and Holly were almost asleep. Suddenly, a female voice began accompanying the carols in a beautiful soprano.
"What's that?," questioned a startled Holly. "I heard someone singing along with the Christmas carols, but we weren't singing, and we're the only ones here."
"I heard it, too," Rollie agreed.
Rollie and Holly's conversation had broken the singer's concentration. "What's going on, Mom and Dad?," asked the voice. "If you're going to sleep, you should be in bed."
"Who are you?," Rollie asked.
"I am your little girl," the voice replied. "And God has told me you are going to name me Polly."
"Polly is your grandmother's name," said Holly. "That's my mom."
"Why are you talking to us?," asked Rollie. "I've never heard of an unborn baby who could talk."
"Well, just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it can't happen," Polly joked.
"Don't you be smart with me, Young Lady," Rollie chuckled.
"Well, it certainly is nice to hear your sweet voice," Holly said.
"Yeah, it's kind of a cute voice, if I do say so myself," Polly agreed. "I'm thinking about becoming a professional singer when I grow up.
"I'm looking forward to joining you in your world," Polly continued. "Say, may I please ask you for a favor?"
"Sure," Holly replied.
"I've heard you and dad talk about the story in the Bible where Jesus is born. Would you please read that story to me tonight before you go to bed?"
"I'll do it right now," said Holly, reaching for her well-worn Bible.
By the time Holly had read about half of the Christmas story in Luke, Polly was sound asleep. Holly, however, could not hear her snoring.
A few minutes later, Polly awoke and told her mother, "You're a wonderful reader, Mom."
"Thanks," Holly replied. "And since you enjoyed this story so much, I plan to read a Bible story to you every night to you before we go to sleep, even after you're born."
"You're the best mom ever," Polly said. "The very best mom in the world!"
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