Everyone knows about Tomie dePaola's Clown of God . It's a standard favorite for Advent and Christmas. I read it to the children last night. As always, when I get to the end, I cry.
The old juggler, poor and living on the streets, wonders into the church on Christmas eve. He juggles colored balls as his gift for the Christ Child.
"Higher and higher, faster and faster. A blaze of color filled the air. It was magnificent!
Giovanni's heart was pounding.
"For you, sweet Child, for you!" he cried.
Then suddenly, his old heart stopped. And Giovanni fell dead to the floor."
During Advent, I want to practice dealing with interruptions and problems with love and patience. To offer them with joy, I want to be able to say "For you, sweet Child, for you."