<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" ?><oembed><version>1.0</version><provider_name>precious</provider_name><provider_url>https://precious.cafeblog.hu</provider_url><author_name>precious</author_name><author_url>https://precious.cafeblog.hu/author/precious/</author_url><title>0n Christmas Eve</title><html>&lt;p&gt;A friend of mine named Paul received an automobile from his brother as Christmas present &lt;a style=&quot;color: #333333;text-decoration: none&quot; href=&quot;http://www.arrowanagroup.com&quot;&gt;pet naturals&lt;/a&gt;. On Christmas eve, when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was looking around the shining new car, admiring it. &quot;Is this your car, Mister?&quot; he said. Paul nodded, &quot;My brother gave it to me for Christmas.&quot; The boy was astounded, &quot;You mean your brother gave it to you, and didn&#039;t cost you anything?&quot; &quot;Boy, I wish...&quot; he hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he has a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paull all the way down his heels. &quot;I wish,&quot; the boy went on, &quot;that I could be a brother like that.&quot; Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then inpulsivly he added, &quot;Would you like to take a ride in my car?&quot; &quot;Oh, yes. I&#039;d love that.&quot; After a short ride, the boy turned his eyes aglow, said, &quot;Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?&quot; Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbours that he could ride home in a big automobile &lt;a style=&quot;color:#333333;text-decoration:none&quot; href=&quot;http://partnernet.hktb.com/russia/ru/trade_support/specialist_programmes/index.html&quot;&gt;Обучение туризм&lt;/a&gt;. But Paul was wrong again. &quot;Would you stop at those with two steps?&quot; the boy asked. He ran up stairs. Then in a little while, Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He set him down on the bottom step. Then a sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car. &quot;There she is, buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and didn&#039;t cost hime a cent. And some day, I&#039;m gonna give you one just like it. Then you can see for yourself all the prettiest things in the windows that I was trying to tell you about.&quot; Paul got off and lifted the lad into the front of his car &lt;a style=&quot;color: #333333;text-decoration: none&quot; href=&quot;http://www.hkue.edu.hk/gave.html&quot;&gt;top up degree program&lt;/a&gt;. The shinning eyed old brother crimbed in beside him. And three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Christmas eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant, when he said, &quot;It is more blessed to give than to receive...&quot;&lt;/p&gt;</html><type>rich</type></oembed>