How Can We Remember Christ At Christmas?

By Lauren W. Christmas always meant family time. As a child, that was easy. We’d wait for everyone to gather in the family room.  We would empty our stockings, eat the chocolates while disregarding the oranges, and thank mom for the small things we found inside. Cinnamon rolls warming in the oven, hot chocolate steaming on the stovetop. After we had eaten, my father would reach for the bible, and we’d dive for the costume box, draping ourselves in swaths of fabric that represented my young mo...
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