gone for a great many years and so there are only a few of us old folks left that would remember if I named them.
They were role models for me and I am sure for you as well. They shaped our lives as we grew into adulthood in our church. I find it amazing that I can remember these dear people and the things they did. Little things like just being a good Christian person. Remember this. Be careful what you do or say. Someone may be listening or watching. Yes, we hear a lot about the ghosts of Christmas but I don’t believe in ghosts. But I do believe in “SAINTS”, the people I talked about in this little
story are “saints” that taught me about the journey to Bethlehem—A child is born in a manger who lives today in our hearts. What a beautiful story. Each year it has a new meaning to me. That is my Christmas story—I pray you will leave some wonderful memories for those who come when we are gone.
It’s ok as you old folks take a nap in the easy chair to let your mind wander back to “Christmas Past”, take a walk through the church or your home when you were a child. I am sure you will have a smile on your face. Someone may see that smile and wonder what that’s all about. Just tell them you just saw a ghost and enjoyed it a lot.
Merry Christmas to you.