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DECEMBER 23, 2009

It snowed like nobody’s business the other day — 27 inches! CVille hasn”t seen that much snow at one time in over 10 years. The snow brought beauty, gridlock, cabin fever … and for some, sadly, tragic loss.
But it also brought a pause … a time to sit and breathe. A time to reflect on … the season. The snarled traffic. The endless mark-ups and then the “for sale signs” so that you think you’re getting a good deal. The lights — some are beautiful, some are gawdy and just plain hideous. And the endless Rudolphs and Santas on lawns great and small. Live nativities, plastic nativities. Banquets, plays, you name it, it’s on someone’s schedule. Oh, I almost forgot — the pause …

Ten years ago I chose to stop celebrating “Christmas”; my children were 13 and 4 and everyone, I mean EVERYONE thought I was crazy! But, from all that I could find (and I’ve searched and researched), “Christmas” was celebrated long before Christ was born. I hate doing anything for the sake of just doing it and when I found out that He really isn’t the reason for the season, I made a decision. “But how can you cheat your children like that?” — if I had a dollar; no fifty cents for every time I’ve been asked that question, I’d be living on a ship right now sailing around the world 24/7, 365 … but alas, that just ain’t my testimony! Let the church say … AMEN!
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I used to say, like many Christians, that Jesus is the reason for the season. But the truth is that Jesus is the reason for every season, every month, every day, every moment, every “every”. December 25th comes and goes every year, but my reason for life lives on minute by minute in and through me. And for that, I am eternally grateful. Pause …