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OUR DAILY CHRISTMAS

From the August 2, 1975 issue of the Christian Science Sentinel


I sat upon a sand dune In August's noontide heat; I watched the bathers in the sea, I saw the full-blown wheat; And gently, as I sat there, I felt the Christ so near, I knew that Christmas wasn't something A single day each year. Right then, without the carols, The presents, or the tree, The Christ-idea dawned in my thought As clearly as could be.