The little caravan traveled to a distant oasis led by a proud camel
He needed no direction from his rider, for he knew the route and
wanted to appear knowledgeable to his eldest offspring. The young
was on his very first caravan.
As the men and animals approached the greenery, the moon hinted
at approaching coolness. Water and rest were close at hand and the
men grew anxious for a night beside the well.
Entering the grove, the camel stood still. A driver removed drinking
vessels and ran to the well. But hope turned to despair. Despite all
efforts, the well yielded not a drop of water.
"We must move on," one man shouted. "Our vessels are dry."
"But what if the nearest well has no water either?" asked another.
"What will we do?" The men argued loudly, but finally declined to
The little camel's eyes questioned his father. Surely a long night's
trip without water was unwise. The elder animal must have agreed,
for he sat down in the sand followed by the others.
How the men pushed and shoved! Still the camels refused to budge.
The men sat down, bemoaning their fate. Then sleep overtook
every man and beast, leaving only the lead camel awake to sit
vigilantly beside the well.
Midnight arrived and the alert camel looked heavenward to find a
golden burst of celebration filling the winter sky. A sweet angel
hovered above the lead camel with a message of hope and faith for
every creature on the earth. She told of a Savior born in Bethlehem.
The other camels awoke and gazed upon the miracle while the men
slept their troubled sleep. The young camel looked upon his father's
face. Had his father known all along that a miracle would take place
during the night? For reasons he was too young to understand, the
caravan was not to leave.
Morning approached. The men awoke to recollections of yesterday's
dilemma, coming quickly to their feet. They renewed the frantic
efforts to get the camels upů until they heard the sound. Water!!
The well was filled nearly to the brim and the camels watched as
the men drank and rejoiced.