Some years ago when we were living in New Haven, Ct., a young couple knocked on our door on Christmas Eve. She was pregnant, but the hospital, two blocks away, did not admit her--too soon they thought. The couple, members of our congregation, lived miles away. So they stayed the night in our parsonage with us. No she didn't give birth that night, but listen to who might be at your door on a snowy night far from home.
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