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A child’s smile on Christmas is special



Every Christmas that I am blessed to see brings back a lot of things I remember from years gone by. It brings back fond memories as well as unhappy ones that I experienced as a child.

For one thing, the birth of our Lord and Savior was never mentioned, and neither was the reason He was born to begin with. All I ever heard about was a jolly old elf with a beard and a big belly who wore red clothes as he rode his sleigh through the air with reindeer pulling it.

We kids didn’t get to enjoy the fun of exchanging gifts at school, but we could always look forward to getting presents that came through the school and we could always count on a treat too, which was more than we got at home — and meant more to us too.

Each Christmas we would silently and secretly wish for something special, but we always got disappointed. Every Christmas I wished for a simple thing, a teddy bear. But year after year, I was disappointed.

I just couldn’t figure out why other children always got pretty things at Christmas and we didn’t. As we got older we understood why we were treated differently. We understood, but we also realized that there wasn’t anything we could do about it.

After I got a family of my own, I have always made sure that all of my children and grandchildren are and were treated alike, because I have been down that road. Even if they are too young to fully realize what it is all about, there is nothing that can match the smile of a happy little child on Christmas morning.

After all, a child is just that — a child. I love them all, no matter who they are. I call them ‘God’s little angels’ and they have committed no transgressions against the Lord.

If a little one gets rowdy and gets on your nerves, just remember that you were once a child. And if you make it to a place called heaven, you must become as humble as a child.

If you can’t do that, you’d better dig deeper, because you don’t have a solid foundation. You’re built on the sand, and your pride is the sand.

That’s all from the funny farm until next time.


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