I remember Christmas when I was a young boy. There was never enough to make it grand. I know it bothered my mother that some years there wasn't even a tree. She always managed to get us something from the Sears and Roebucks catalogue. It may be why I have tended to overdo as an adult. Many times I confess forgetting that Christ is the beginning of Christmas and the real gift is His gift of life to us.
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