The Year Joey And Jimmy Saved Christmas

This story is pulled from the archives as a celebration for the season edition.

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Presented by benandsteve.com By: Benjamin Groff II©

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Joey and Jimmy McAllister were known in the little town of Maple Hollow for their endless mischief. Like clockwork, Santa’s naughty list bore their names in bold, red ink every year. The brothers raided the cookie jar before dinner. They set off firecrackers in the backyard. They also sneaked frogs into their teacher’s desk drawer. The brothers always found trouble. Trouble always found them.

But this year was different. Something strange was happening in the McAllister household. Joey and Jimmy were behaving like angels. They shared their toys, completed their chores without being asked, and even helped old Mrs. Henshaw carry her groceries home. The town was surprised as the boys’ antics disappeared like melting snow. It wasn’t long before whispers reached the North Pole.

Santa Claus, peering over his list in his workshop, rubbed his spectacles in disbelief. 

“Joey and Jimmy?”

He muttered. 

“Good? All year?” 

He scribbled a note to Mrs. Claus. 

“Something isn’t right. I need to investigate.”

So, with Christmas Eve approaching, Santa decided to do undercover work. Disguised as a kindly repairman, he appeared at the McAllister’s doorstep one frosty afternoon.

Joey answered the door, his face pale with worry.

“Hello, sir,” 

He said politely. 

“Can I help you?”

“Just checking the neighborhood for chimneys in need of repair,” 

Santa said, glancing around. 

“I couldn’t help but notice you and your brother have been outstanding this year. What’s brought about the change?”

Joey’s face fell. 

“We just wanted to make sure we were good enough to get what we wished.”

Santa’s heart warmed. 

“Well, that sounds lovely. What did you wish for?”

Jimmy appeared behind Joey, his voice barely a whisper. 

“We don’t want toys or anything like that. We want Mom to get better.”

Santa’s heart ached. He noticed their pale and frail mother sitting by the fireplace. Her knitting needles trembled in her hands. He realized the boys’ sudden good behavior wasn’t driven by selfishness, love, and desperation. As only children can, they believed. If they were perfect, their Christmas wish would come true. Their mother’s illness would vanish like the morning frost.

Back at the North Pole, Santa sat in his armchair that evening, deep in thought. 

“How do I tell them?” 

he murmured. 

“How do I explain that even the magic of Christmas can’t fix everything?”

Mrs. Claus placed a hand on his shoulder. 

“Remind them of what Christmas truly means,” 

she said softly. 

“It’s not about making everything perfect. It’s about love, hope, and being together, even in the hardest times.”

Christmas Eve arrived, and Santa climbed down the McAllisters’ chimney. He found Joey and Jimmy waiting by the tree, their eyes wide with hope. Santa knelt before them, his eyes twinkling but serious.

“Joey, Jimmy,” he began, “I know what you’ve wished for, and I need you to understand something significant. Your love for your mother is the most powerful gift you can give her. It’s stronger than anything I can put in my sack.”

Tears welled in Joey’s eyes. “But we thought if we were good, you’d save her. Isn’t that how it works?”

Santa pulled the boys close. 

“Sometimes, even the best magic can’t stop someone we love from becoming an angel. Your mother’s journey is not something you can control, but your love will make every moment she has brighter. And no matter what happens, she will always be with you.”

The boys sobbed quietly, and Santa held them until their tears slowed. Then he reached into his sack and pulled out a small, glowing star ornament. 

“Hang this on your tree. It’s a reminder that the people we love are never truly gone. They watch over us like stars in the night sky.”

When Christmas morning came, the McAllister family gathered around the tree. Weak but smiling, their mother held the glowing ornament in her hands. The boys’ hearts felt heavy but full, knowing their love was the best gift they gave her.

That year, Joey and Jimmy stayed off the naughty list for good. Though their mother passed the next spring, her love and courage became the foundation of their lives. Every Christmas, they hung Santa’s star on their tree. It was a beacon of hope, love, and the enduring magic of family.

One thought on “The Year Joey And Jimmy Saved Christmas

  1. Hazel's avatar Hazel December 15, 2024 / 11:04 pm

    This is a powerful story, Benjamin. Truly, a person is never gone after death, as their spirit will remain. That’s the promise. Thanks so much for this enlightening story. I love it.

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