When I was a kid, my mom would read me the story of The Crippled Lamb.
It’s the story of a little Lamb who was born with a bad leg. He feels left out his entire life, until he’s awakened in the night by the baby Jesus being born in his stable. He learns why he was born with a crippled leg and finally feels like God cares about him.
Here’s a link to buy the cute little children’s book, if anyone is interested.
There’s a nativity at Hallmark that has a Lamb with a broken leg. This made me ridiculously happy and was a tender mercy. It reminded me of the story of The Crippled Lamb and that Heavenly Father has a special place for me.
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