We were so poor growing up that my mom would give us kids tamales on Christmas morning  just so we would have something to unwrap. 

Yes, we were poor but I didn’t know it.  Because I was happy.  I remember getting a duffle bag full of toys one Christmas.  Later I found out it came from the Salvation Army.  I miss my mom and dad. They’ve been with the Lord now several years.  I think I got my sense of humor from my father.  He was a real comedian.   Nowadays Christmas Is more like a marathon which even extends past Christmas day.  I think Grace and I have already attended 5 Christmas parties.  Nevertheless, we always come back to the reason for the season, Jesus. 

Oh, how He loves us and you too.  

Peace Out.  PA