What can I say? My mom read it to me growing up. Reading it to my kids on the front porch, wrapped in sleeping bags and watching the snow fall, I got all choked up.
Very brief review: The Littlest Angel
December 24, 2007 by
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What can I say? My mom read it to me growing up. Reading it to my kids on the front porch, wrapped in sleeping bags and watching the snow fall, I got all choked up.
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I normally avoid the “horizontal harmony” model of New Testament commentary—analysis that takes pieces out of each gospel and strings them together into a single narrative that supposedly tells a single story. That’s just not how narratives work. Each gospel was created to be a complete story in its own right. Each evangelist had different […]
I remember first reading The Littlest Angel at night in the hallway at church, by the light spilling from the ward library where my parents were mimeo’ing the programs for church.
I cry every time I read that story. It’s my favorite Christmas story–it humbles me and reminds me every time I read it what the true meaning of the atonement is. I totally relate to the littlest angel, too, as the bumbling, untalented person I am deep down inside (or maybe not so deep!).