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it seems christmas just opens the lid & let's the romantic emotion swirl through cinnamon air.

God is the maker of beautiful things.

the soft spirit of christmas hangs, and the laughter of many friends greets you as you open the door leading to the cozy atmosphere of cousins & too much food. dim lights & candles with the smell. you walk to your place at the long traditional table & sit down.

smiles and hugs on either side. & you stuff your face with stuffing & turkey and apple pie.

of course regretting it later.

then the gifts. kids opening gifts thier not sposed to. cute pottery bowls and pretty hand made wreaths.

the thought, that too many people forget to remember. the real reason of these festivity's. he came as a baby. wrapped in swaddling clothes.

the wise men and shepherds. perhaps a few orphans & the odd small mouse. the visitors brought gifts & he was welcomed into the world with love. love in that humble stable.

sometimes i wonder if the people who don't believe in him ... do they ever stop & presume a little more profoundly of the real facts of christmas. do they ever wonder if the grinch was hailed into this life with the same love. stars.

we know the answer. & we feel thankful. don't we?

the christmas blessing wrapped in genuine love. lying in that wooden manger the atmosphere filled with swirling colours of love & the tranquility deepens. the wonder overwhelms and the amazed tears fall innocent onto the dusty stable floor.

he came to save. and seek the lost.