New Cobbler’s Christmas

This is not a “new” cobbler but an updated story from what I published last year. Cristina has worked hard on new pictures and Nancy has translated the story. Not until I started getting ready to publish this did I realize I had done the story last year. But repetition never hurts.

My grandson David went to his check-up at the doctor’s and the doctor asked him if he was ready for Santa. David told him he doesn’t believe in Santa. Then he added, “If I get a nice present that doesn’t have my parents or my grandparents name on it, I might start believing.”

Some years ago this thing about Santa came up. Of course, in school they talk about it and it’s all over the place. “If I get a nice iPod I’ll believe in Santa,” said David. Needless to say there was no iPod for David, and there is no Santa!

We believe in Jesus. He is the Reason for the Season. He is my reason for living. He is everything to me.He is my life! I invite you to read the story about the cobbler, adapted from Leo Tolstoy.

To print the story as a page to fold like a booklet: A Cobblers Xmas

First: fold in two Second: fold in three, starting by the title section

Print a poster: A Cobblers Xmas Poster Nav.Zap1color It was Christmas Eve. Martin the shoemaker was sitting beside the most beautiful pair of shoes he had ever made. He was so excited, hoping that the Lord Jesus might pay him a visit on Christmas day. He had made the shoes especially for Him. That night he dreamed that the next day the Lord would visit.

He got up early the next morning to get everything in order. He cleaned every corner of the shop. He wanted everything to be beautiful for Jesus’ visit.

Nav.Zap2colorA WEARY OLD MAN He waited all morning but nothing happened. There was only an old man who came by asking to rest in the shop for a while.

Martin saw that the old man’s shoes were very worn. After he had warmed by the fire and drank some coffee, Martin offered him a new pair of shoes.

“Thank you, kind Sir,” said the old man happily when he was ready to leave. “These are the best shoes I’ve ever had in my entire life!” Nav.Zap3color

A WOMAN WITH A BABY Now it was noon and the cobbler was still expecting a visit from Jesus. But the only thing that happened was that a woman with ragged clothes came in carrying a baby.

Martin felt very sorry for her and gave her a cup of coffee with hot milk and a few coins. He even offered her a blanket to wrap the baby in because it was very cold outside.

“The Lord bless you, my good man,” she said with tears in her eyes, as she was leaving the shop. Nav.Zap4color

A LOST CHILD It was late afternoon and the Lord Jesus had still not come to visit the shoemaker. Martin looked up and down the street but did not see Him anywhere. He just saw a boy standing on the corner, crying.

The child was lost, and Martin felt a little upset because he had to leave the shop to help the child find his house. “What if the Lord Jesus appears at the shoe store when I’m not there?” Martin thought, a little worried. But he knew he had to help the lost child. It was the right thing to do.


Returning to the shop, he was sure that the Lord had already come and gone. He imagined what it would have been like to have Jesus visit. Martin would have opened the door wide and invited Him in. He would have kissed His hands and washed the dust from His feet. Afterward he would have served coffee and bread with cheese while they sat and talked. Nav.Zap5color

As he was daydreaming, he heard a voice in his ear saying, “Martin, Martin, do you not know Me?” Then out of a corner came the tired old man. He smiled and then vanished like a cloud.

“That was Me,” the same voice said. And in the darkness, the woman with the baby also appeared and then faded into the shadows.

“That was Me,” he heard again. Then Martin saw the boy who had been lost, smiling at him from the other side of the room before he also disappeared. At that moment he realized that Jesus had visited him three times that day.

  • He was the old man with worn shoes.
  • He was the woman carrying the baby.
  • He was the lost boy.


Martin realized that what we do to help others is as if we do it for Jesus. That night he slept very well.  He was so happy to have received Jesus’ visit in the people who came to His door. To Martin, the shoemaker, that was the best Christmas day of all!


Jesus taught us to love our neighbor. He takes into account even the smallest thing we do on their behalf. Jesus said that when He comes in all His glory with all His angels, He will sit on His throne and judge the nations. To those who have obeyed Him, He will say, “Come and take your reward…”

  • I was hungry and you gave me something to eat
  • I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink
  • I was a stranger and you invited me in
  • I needed clothes and you clothed me
  • I was sick and you looked after me
  • I was in prison and you came to visit me

Why did Jesus say these things? Because serving others is how we do things for Him. Jesus did not visit Martin in person, but He gave him the opportunity to help those in need. When we do that in the name of Jesus, it’s just like we are doing it for Him.

“Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine,
you did for me.”

Matthew 25:40 NIV


About kelund

My name is Kerstin Anderas-Lundquist. I was born in Sweden to Per & Brita Anderas, on March 6, 1946. In 1948 we left to begin a missionary life in Chile; in 1956 we moved on to Peru. On May 1, 1969 I married an all-Swedish guy from Karslkrona: Bengt Göran Emanuel Lundquist. God blessed us with two daughters: Eva-Marie Elizabeth and Ruth Carina. We served as missionaries in Peru and Bolivia. In 1988 we moved to the United States to work at Life Publishers in Miami, Florida. I was to assist in developing the line of Sunday School Curriculm in Spanish known as Vida Nueva. I live in Springfield, Missouri, and am retired from work at the Assemblies of God Headquarters. My husband and daughter Eva-Marie have been promoted to Heaven. Carina is married to Thom Cole and they have given me four gourgeous grandchildren, even five (teen-age John). I will be writing about my life, past and present, blended with visions for the future. My deepest desire is to spread the “seed of love”–inspiration to serve God and our neighbors with love and compassion.
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