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It is little children wide eyed and full of wonder, giggling in time with their utter joy.
It is an older couple holding hands and looking back over the multitude of Christmases that brought them to this day; surrounded by their giggling grandchildren and their own children who it seems not that long ago were children too.
And, oh yes, Check your travel agent and he will confirm that Santa Claus is coming to town. And thankfully he has no baggage limit.
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It is little children wide eyed and full of wonder, giggling in time with their utter joy.
It is an older couple holding hands and looking back over the multitude of Christmases that brought them to this day; surrounded by their giggling grandchildren and their own children who it seems not that long ago were children too.
And, oh yes, Check your travel agent and he will confirm that Santa Claus is coming to town. And thankfully he has no baggage limit.
It
is Hark the Herald Angels sing reverberating from behind stained glass
windows and even some moving from house to house carrying carols with
them as they go.
It is looking up at a million stars and thinking of one bright star that hung over Bethlehem those many centuries ago, and thinking of wise men and wishing there were more wise men all about; for wisdom is so much harder to come by than just knowledge.
It is a fir tree full and magnificent in forest in Germany and the custom of mistletoe from Celtic Britain.
It is Santa Claus still alive in the bright eyes of a young child bedecked in innocence.
It is the sights and sounds and bright Christmas colors that go with all the wrapping of gifts and maybe a toy train placed on newly installed tracks on a board painted green like grass.
It is a new doll that no longer just cries but speaks in complete sentences and sometimes says “Thank You”.
It is doors opened at well as the hearts behind those doorways and friendships and family underlined.
It is when people think of Scrooge and know they don’t want to emulate him.
It is tiny villages and tiny twinkling lights and larger than life appreciation of this very special day.
It is cookie crumbs (they didn’t last too long did they) and candles growing smaller but still burning bright and memories growing larger with one more Christmas to be filed away with joy.
It is the season for an abundance of “Oohas and Aahs” to match the glitter, gleam and glow of it all.
While we are wrapped in excitement along with the new scarf. It is hugs and a hearts beating a little faster.
It is a stuffed bear under the tree who has made his annual appearance for years now along with Santa who is holding up quite well since he too is decades old.
Christmas? Shout loudly of it and with joy. Speak softly of it with veneration for what it stands for.
And yes,,,a happy contented holy CHRISTMAS to you...one and all.
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QUOTE FROM TOMORROWS BLOG entitled WHAT MIGHT HAVE OTHERWISE BEEN
For whatever reason, this little boy grew up to be a man and at the age of 24, Sirhan Sirhan…shot and killed Senator Robert Kennedy.
A new series on PRAYER has begun.
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