So many memories. (Notice the TV?)
The girls were young and we were prepared for an exciting Christmas.
There was always a major discussion regarding presents and when to open them.
Some traditions allowed for Christmas Eve presents, others felt the line was CHRISTMAS MORNING and NO other!
Eventually, we were able to open at least one on Christmas Eve.
There were always nuts, cookies, fudge, and Mexican Chicken.
Some years were leaner than others.
But, the gift we cherished was the Baby in the Manger.
Over the years, I collected several Nativity sets.
I am now collecting Nativity ornaments as I ran out of room to display them.
When I pass away and go on home, there will be a few boxes of books to browse through.
But the majority of boxes to open will hold the Nativity sets given me by my loved ones.
They are prized because they remind me that I have placed my life in the Hands of
a baby in a manger who grew to become a Man. His Resurrection is my Hope.
Hebrews 11:1 Now Faith is....
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