The Cold Night

One cold night a lady named Mary had a baby. But it was not just any baby, it was a very special A little baby named Jesus. The baby grew and grew. When he was older He died on the Cross for our sins. Not for just a couple of people. Not for just one. But for all of us even those who aren't born. But this story does not end here. He came back to tell people "do not weep for me I did this for all of YOU!!!!!"

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