It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco. The pastor of the church was looking over the crèche when he noticed that the baby Jesus was missing form among the figures. He hurried outside and saw a little boy with a red wagon, and in the wagon was the figure of the little infant Jesus. So he walked up to the boy and said, "Well, where did you get your passenger, my fine friend?"
The little boy replied, "I got Him at church.”
"And why did you take Him?"
he boy said, "Well, about a week before Christmas I prayed to the
Little Lord Jesus and I told Him if He would bring me a red wagon for Christmas
I would give Him a ride around the block in it."