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We are now full swing into the Christmas preparations.  

Some are searching for the perfect gift for Aunt Sally.  

They trudge through many department stores 

and browse the internet for hours 

and still, choose a gift card because who knows 

what Aunt Sally wants. 

So, they lose hope. 

Others are decking the halls, the yard, 

the house with a gazillion lights.  

Their yard can be seen from outer space.  

They hope it's enough, 

but they still feel the need to add one more string if brightly colored lights.  

Others are hosting their nineteenth party this year,

they hope it impresses the right people.  

There is baking to be done and plans for a Christmas feast to be made. 

We hope our family appreciates the effort we made,

the time we spent.

All these things can leave us frazzled, tired and even hopeless.  

In the end, we just want Christmas to be over.  

We forget the hope that Christmas brings.  

The certainty of better things to come.  

The assurance of living in a forever home with Christ.  

The confidence of seeing those who have gone before us again.  

This is not a fading hope that will pass away 

but an enduring, abiding certainty that will last for the rest of your life.   

This Christmas let's add the hope Christ brings to our Christmas celebration.

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