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Merry Christmas!

Christmas time is here!!! Christmas is by far my favorite holiday. At Christmastime, everyone is happy. You can put up twinkly lights, bake and decorate sugar cookies, hang stockings up, put up the tree, wrap presents, and hang a wreath on every door. I love hanging up our stockings and watching Hallmark movies, and inviting friends over, and having my dad stuck at home because its snowing on a weekday. I love the way the sun falls on the floor and lights up our dining room when I wake up, and I love shopping for Christmas presents for my family. I love locking myself in the basement with 15 rolls of wrapping paper, 32 spools of ribbon, a box of bows, and a gift needing to be wrapped. I love playing Christmas music on the piano, caroling, and opening advent calendars. But what makes Christmas really special is that Jesus came down and saved us from our sins, so we can love and know Him. And unlike the tale of old Saint Nick, we didn't get that present because we were good all year round (or ever!), but God still made a way for us to know Him and love Him. And if that's not a reason to celebrate, I don't know what is! Merry Christmas, all!
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P.S. When I was younger, I thought the song, "Now we dawn our gay apparel, Fa La La La, Fa La La La;" was "Now it dawns our day of peril" !
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