A relative of God

"It was Christmas Eve and the weather was cold and snowy.

 The boy moved his bare feet on the snow so that the cold of the snow on the sidewalk might not bother him.

 He was sticking his face to the cold glass of the store and was looking inside.

 Something rippled in his gaze, as if he was asking God for what he didn't have with his gaze, as if he was wishing with his eyes.

 The woman who was about to enter the store paused a little and looked at the boy who was lost in sight and then went inside the store.

 A few minutes later, he came out with a pair of shoes in his hands…

 Aha, sir boy!

 The boy turned and went to the lady.

 His eyes were shining when the lady gave him the shoes, the boy asked with his happy eyes and trembling voice:

 are you god

 No, my son, I am only one of God's servants!

 Ah, I knew you had a relationship with God!”