Christmas also means giving of oneself. It was the Christmas season my mother was working very hard on a Nativity play for our local church. She had offered me a part in the play. I refused the part. Why? I had no idea I had become a stubborn and rebellious teenager. In retrospect, I had no good reason to turn down the part. Two days before the opening, her leading actor pulled out of the play. I believe he got cold feet. I was her only recourse and she came to me one more time. I accepted. What is my reward? A kiss from an old lady in the audience. How did my mother feel? Proud. Me? I love Christmas it brings out the best in people. It makes our goodness shine. What a gift Christmas is but for us to accept.
I Remember Christmas.
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