I am happy–I’m like a kid, and I’m waiting for Christmas to come, to allow us to have our celebration with each other, and praise the Oh God, does this magic disapate, and does it renew throughout our lives. This Spirit of Christmas, this Lamb of our God anther Hungry World to feed. Was old Ebinizer Scroudge right early in the story, “Are there no work houses?” Where to put all the children, and how do we feed them–is it a lie and do we really have food enough, and means to get them.
My daughter at age 8, she said, “Daddy I don’t want to go to Church anymore. ” Me, “Okay Laurel, and should I give your Bible to the Salvation Army?” “Yes.” So she made her choice, and thus became my daughter because I did not believe.”