May I share with you one of my favorite Christmas memories? It took place several years ago when the children in our home were young and filled with all of the enchantment and enthusiasm of Christmas that captures young minds.

It was the Sunday just after Christmas and we had packed the entire family in the car and driven several miles to a nursing home where I led a short devotional time for the residents each week.

As we arrived, a number of this aged congregation had already gathered in our regular meeting place and were beginning to sing some Christmas hymns. As June and I were unbuttoning the children’s coats and removing boots from the little feet and then the shoes from the boots, we noticed that the singing had stopped and waves of excitement swept through the gathered group as th…