From Author Bill Wylson

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The Manger on the Mantle

A Christmas Tale Based on Two True Stories

What can a small-town country boy do when he becomes spiritually lost in a city like Los Angeles? Can a root beer float really save him?

Mark Spencer's roots were deeply embedded in a charming small town, where life unfolded at a leisurely pace. The warmth of friendly neighbors and the simplicity of nature enveloped his childhood, a comforting blanket against the world's uncertainties. However, the transition to the sprawling metropolis of Los Angeles was a stark contrast. Mark found himself adrift in the chaos and anonymity of city life, a far cry from the familiar streets and the comforting embrace of his hometown.

It wasn’t just the unfamiliar streets that disoriented him; he felt spiritually lost, a deep sense of disconnection and purposelessness that seemed to grow with each passing day, swallowed by ambition and the haunting memories of his sinful past. His dreams had become mere whispers, drowned out by the city’s relentless noise. 

That’s when he encountered Marvin—a quirky sockless, ex-hippie, cradling the makings of a frosty root beer float. Marvin exuded an infectious joy, a wisdom that had been honed by years of searching. His words, like drops of rain in a parched land, quenched Mark's spiritual thirst and ignited a spark of hope in his heart. 

Together, they embarked on an imaginary journey to Bethlehem, reflecting on the humble birth in a manger that offered hope to countless souls. Through this heartfelt connection, Mark began to rediscover the beauty of second chances. This poignant story of The Manger on the Mantle unfolds as two seemingly different lives intersect, igniting sparks of redemption and possibility along their path.
 
This poignant tale of redemption and hope illuminates the path from spiritual emptiness to divine awakening, revealing how love and hope can flourish amid life's uncertainties. Join Mark on this transformative journey as he learns that the redemptive power of the babe in the manger is sometimes closer than we think—waiting patiently on the mantle of our hearts.