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I am listening to Sandler and Young’s Christmas CD on my laptop and my husband is lying down after church on Christmas Eve.  It is a lazy night after the rush of the season is over.  The busiest day of the season was the 16th of December, as we had dinner and gift giving at Terry’s and in the evening I had my potluck in the clubhouse.  Both went quite well, I must say.  I am beginning to appreciate Doug’s family, as they all treat each other with the ultimate respect on holidays now.  There is no back biting as there once was.  Nobody drinks too much, and everybody is polite.  This year we had a new guest, Jake’s new partner, Jan West, from our park.  She plans to move to Arizona next year, but for now she goes everywhere with Jake.  It’s nice, because he doesn’t have Norma anymore.  I am beginning to like getting together with Doug’s family now, where previously I had misgivings because of some of the guys I had to put up with.  But now it’s okay, because they most of the time behave.

Sandler and Young are singing O Holy Night now, and it is just quite nice to hear something from the old days for once.  Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices, Gordon sang that in church tonight.  He is part of the musical family of the church, consisting of his dad, his nephew, and his brother, and himself.  We tease his brother, whose name is Glenn Campbell.  His son, Eric, plays for the youth group, and he is good.  Katie writes lyrics for him.  Eric’s wife, Amy, is my friend, as is Sondra, Gordon’s wife.  I really like all the Campbells.  Erma directs the choir, which is getting low on members, so maybe I should join for a while.  Have to get rid of this cold first.

A Beautiful Story about the Meaning of Christmas.

There once was a man who was a good husband and father, who always provided for his family, but he just could not accept someone coming down from Heaven, becoming a man, and saving a world of humans from sin. He wanted to be honest about it, so when his wife and children wanted to go to church on Christmas Eve, he said he could not be a hypocrite, and so, although he would be waiting for them to come home from church, he would not go with them.

They left, and he said good bye to them, and then he sat down to read his newspaper. After a while the snow began to fall. Suddenly he heard thump, thump, thump, on the picture window, and thought it was children throwing snowballs on the window. He went out to tell them to stop, when as he walked outside into the weather, he saw it was a flock of birds wanting to get into the house to keep warm as it was very cold. They were hitting the glass, thinking it was not there. He said, “I must do something for these birds, for they are cold and need to keep warm.” He opened up the barn, and tried to get them to go into it, but they would not go. He put bread crumbs down to attract them to go in, but still they would not go. He even tried to chase them in, but they would not go. Then, he thought, “If I only could become a bird, I could save these birds.” Just as he was thinking that, the church bells began to ring, sounding the message of Christmas. This man suddenly realized the full meaning of Christmas, that God sent His Son down to become a man to save us, just as he wished he could become a bird to save these birds. The man fell to his knees, and accepted Christ just then.

If our greatest need were for information,

God would have sent an educator.

If our greatest need had been for technology,

God would have sent a scientist.

If our need were for money,

God would have sent a banker of financier.

If our need were for entertainment,

God would have sent an entertainer.

But our greatest need was none of these.

Our problem was sin and our need was forgiveness,

And therefore, God sent a Savior.