10 Timothy did not like the idea of getting up very early, so he placed it in the stable, reached back in the box, and found the old shepherd with a black goat. He was carrying a woolen blanket for the Baby Jesus. “He’s a bit of a loner”, Mom said. “But even he has come, too, all the way down from the hills, just to see Jesus.” Once again, Timothy hesitated and then put it back down: “I don’t want to be an old figurine; and that goat doesn’t look very friendly . . . I know that one! She’s the woman who sells fish! But Jesus is just a baby. Would he really be happy to get fish as a present?” “What is important for these figurines, Timothy, is that they offer the best they have to give . . . and, then, Jesus accepts any gift!” There were a lot of figurines around the manger now. But Timothy still had not found his special one. There was one last figurine in the bottom of the box: it was a tiny little lamb. It had big ears and looked very gentle. “Do you think I could choose this lamb, Mom? I really like him, but he doesn’t have any gift!” “That’s not what matters most”, Mom reassured him. “The one who waits for Jesus with all his heart until Christmas gives him the most beautiful gift of all!”
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