Christ Must Come
Festivities fire off and stir us to cheeriness and hot chocolate. A loving warmth of nearness, peace, and mistletoe string us as lights together to ornament His tree. Songs of His wounds pierce the ceilings with red tapestries that drape to the feet of rushing shoppers— stop. Can we sepa- rate our Christ- mas from desserts—and fast— from the decorations that hide the ambiance of glory personified?
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