We bought a bunch of new ornaments for the tree this year, mostly from Dollar Tree, and included in those was a package of jingle bells.
All of you who love “It’s a Wonderful Life” will recognize this line: “Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.” That’s what I thought about as I hung the bells on our tree.
This morning when I went to plug in the tree, I heard a bell jingle three times. I’m sure I hit one of the six. There are two of them I could easily have jostled.
But what if it wasn’t me? What if we have our own personal Clarence (let’s call him Ralph) who has been shadowing us, trying valiantly to earn his wings.
What if he just did?