Getting Ready

Amy picked up the tissues and old drawings off the floor and threw them in the trash can. As she was making her bed, her little sister Cindy ran into the room. Amy's dad followed her.

"Grandma's coming!" Cindy yelled. She had already told all her friends and teachers at preschool, and she still wanted to tell someone else the good news.

"I know, Cindy," Amy said. She picked up a toy and set it on her shelf. "That's why I'm cleaning my room."

Cindy bounced up on the bed, wrinkling the neatly spread covers.

"Cindy," Amy said, frowning as she watched her hard work being destroyed. "Why don't you go and watch TV?"

The little girl beamed. "I can't. I have to get ready for Grandma!"

"By bouncing on the bed I just made?" Amy asked with a sigh.

Dad smiled and lifted Cindy off the bed. "That reminds me of someone else who's coming too."

"Someone else is coming?" Amy asked. "Who?"

"Jesus!" Dad said. "We can be just as excited about His coming as we are about Grandma's. And just like