| By Milton L. Delgado |
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| Why all the hustle and bustle and dashing through the snow? Why bother writing greeting cards or stand under a mistletoe? Why chop down a pine tree and dress it with tinsel and lights? What is the purpose of gift giving, or days that are merry and bright? Unless we keep Jesus in Christmas, is isn't Christmas at all. Unless we celebrate The Virgin Birth, nothing has meaning or worth! |
| Unless Jesus Is In Christmas... |
| Christmas isn't the Holly and Ivy, little toy trains, or Santa kissing Mommy. Christmas isn't packages tied with string, a red nosed reindeer, or hearing sleigh bells ring. Christmas isn't baking pies, turkey, and ham, or lying awake till midnight, to see a jolly old man. Unless we keep Jesus in Christmas, it isn't Christmas at all. Unless we celebrate The Virgin Birth, nothing has meaning or worth. |