Musings about Faith

As a child I always loved Christmas so much.   It was for me then such a magical time of the year, and I suspect that our children and even the child still within us continues to enjoys the trimmings of this season – the lights, the cookies, the presents, the carols!   It all mixes together and can generate such excitement, especially in the children.   I remember, many, many years ago, when I was a child not being able to sleep at all on Christmas Eve.   One year I simply couldn’t stand it any longer so I go up out of bed, around 4:00 AM or so and slipped down to the living room where I proceeded to begin to tear through the packages with my name on them that were sitting under the tree.   Suddenly my dad showed up and sent me back to bed with orders to remain there until a “reasonable hour.”   A reasonable hour?   Now, exactly what is a “reasonable hour” on Christmas morning when you are a child? Of course, one of the things that made the wait...