It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco. The pastor of the church was looking over the naivety when he noticed the baby Jesus was missing from among the figures.
Immediately he turned and went outside where he saw a little boy with a red wagon and in the wagon was the figure of the infant of Jesus.
So he walked up the the little boy and said, “Well, where’d you get Him, my fine friend?
The little boy replied , “I got him from the church.”
“And why did you take him?”
The little boy replied, “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.”