Dec 16



Retold by Dave Lindstedt




Once
upon a time, in a northern Mediterranean town, there lived a husband
and wife who became successful merchants. Their shop in the town square
bustled with activity. But even though their business was quite
profitable, they were heartbroken because they were unable to have any
children. As time passed, they prayed that God would give them a child
to brighten their later years. At last a son was born. They named him
Nicholas and they lavished on him their love.



As Nicholas grew, he spent his afternoons scurrying around the shop
with his parents. In the evening, he liked to sit at his father's desk
and watch as his father counted the day's proceeds. Always, before he
began, Nicholas's father would drop a gold coin into each of three
small cloth bags on a corner of the desk.



"This is for tomorrow, Nicholas," he would say, "so you'll always have soup with your bread."



While Nicholas was still a young man, both his parents died. He was
able to live comfortably on his inheritance, so he tucked the three
bags of gold away "for tomorrow," and as the years passed he forgot
about them.

Having been raised in the church, Nicholas decided to pursue the
priesthood and he eventually became bishop of the Christian church of
Myra. One morning, as he was walking toward the vestry, he noticed a
ragged man kneeling to pray. Nicholas had often seen the man scavenging
in the local marketplace and recognized him as a former nobleman who
had fallen on hard times.


"Oh God, please help me," the man cried as he prayed. "If I cannot
find work, I cannot buy bread. And if I cannot buy bread, I will have
to turn my three daughters out on to the streets to fend for
themselves."


Nicholas's heart was moved with compassion, and he began to pray
that God would show him how he could help this poor man and his family.
That evening, as he made his way home through the gathering twi­light,
Nicholas suddenly remembered the bags of gold. This is for tomorrow, Nicholas, so you will always have soup with your bread. Excitedly, he rushed to his house and clambered into the attic where the gold was hidden.


Nicholas knew the nobleman would be too proud to take money from
him, so he decided to find another way. He took one bag of gold and
under the cover of darkness crept to the nobleman's house. To his
delight he found a front window open just enough to slip the bag
through. A candle flickered in the background, indicating that someone
might be inside, so to avoid detection he quickly slid the bag of gold
over the sill and ran away.


Not long after, Nicholas was invited to preside at the wedding of
the nobleman's eldest daughter, who suddenly had a large dowry. At the
wedding, the nobleman regaled the guests with his tale of the
miraculous appearance of the bag of gold.


When Nicholas saw the joy that his gift had brought, he resolved to
provide a dowry for the second daughter as well. A few nights later, he
took another bag of gold and slipped it through the nobleman's window.
Again the nobleman was overjoyed, and his middle daughter soon married
into a prominent family. Now the father no longer had to scrounge in
the marketplace, and when Nicholas saw him next, the man was wearing a
new pair of trousers and a jacket.


After the second wedding, however, the father began to wonder how
these "bags from Heaven" had been delivered. He determined to watch his
window every night in case a bag of gold might appear for his youngest
daughter.


Meanwhile, Nicholas decided it was only right that he should give
the third daughter a bag of gold as well, even though the nobleman was
obvi­ously no longer destitute. That night, a chilly evening in early
December, he once again made his way to the open window and tossed his
treasure inside. As he fled, however, he heard the vigilant nobleman
call out, "Bishop Nicholas! Is it you?"


Nicholas implored the man not to tell anyone about the gold, but the
secret could not be kept. The story of Nicholas's generosity soon
spread throughout the town. With his newfound fortune, the nobleman was
restored to prominence in the local government. To celebrate his
gratitude to the kindly bishop, the nobleman declared an annual feast
to be held on December 6, and many of the villagers brought gifts to
share with those who were in need.


And that is how St. Nicholas became associated with the giving of gifts.


Posted by David Butler

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