My year-round Christmas

When I was a youngster, I thought Christmas was just about getting presents. In fact, one year I was so anxious about getting a “magic skin doll” that I actually made myself sick. This trend went on for several years as I wished for this or that toy.

Then one day in Sunday School my perspective changed. We read the story of the nativity in the first chapter of Matthew and the second chapter of Luke, and I realized that Christmas was not about my getting what I wanted. It was all about love—the love that Jesus brought to the world, throughout his career of healing and even after the crucifixion and resurrection. This realization healed me of any concern for gifts that I might or might not receive.

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