This Christmas, unlike any other in my life, I shall celebrate it with a new set of morals. A better gift cannot be found in a store.
Count your blessings. It’s better than counting your money these days. Good health and happiness are precious commodities.
On Sunday in church, I shall greet the many friends at my disposal — sentiment that money cannot buy — and surely pray a little harder for those in need.
I shall take notice of the amenities we often take for granted like a warm home, utilities at our disposal, and the comfort of knowing I am surrounded by love. Christmas has a habit of becoming as unpretentious as a synthetic tree.
Love is real and genuine. It gives us character and credibility.
Love your church. Love your God. Love your family. And if you do, you will enjoy the best Christmas ever.
Have a good one!