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Whose Christmas Is It Anyway?

Neighbors in a stew

A store won't call their evergreens Christmas trees;

Santa is fine but Jesus is banned. 

We're not really celebrating Christmas on the right day.

My teacher said, "Merry Christmas"; I'm scarred for life. 

Christmas

is supposed to celebrate God's supreme gift to mankind for all generations, past, present and future. 

His idea.  His Son.  His angels.  His manger.  His gift.

We'll rejoice in the freedom to worship our God

we'll imagine that we were there on that starlit night, and heard the angels sing. 

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight."