Morning Story and Dilbert

On a cold Christmas Eve in 1952, when Korea was in the throes of civil war, one young woman struggled along a village street, obviously soon to deliver a child. She pleaded with passersby,

“Help me! Please. My baby.”

No one paid any attention to her.

A middle-aged couple walked by. The wife pushed away the young mother and sneered,

“Where’s the father? Where’s your American man now?”

The couple laughed and went on.

The young woman almost doubled up from a contraction as she watched them go.

“Please . . .” she begged.

She had heard of a missionary living nearby who might help her. Hurriedly, she began walking to that village. If only he would help her baby. Shivering and in pain, she struggled over the frozen countryside. But the night was so cold. Snow began to fall. Realizing that the time was near to deliver her baby…

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