I hear the laughter of children, I hear their shouts, "Christmas is coming; Christmas is coming; Tell Santa Claus I want a sled, a drum, a train of cards, an automobile, and aeroplane- just lots of things." To the children Christmas means gifts, a gala day, a blaze on the hearth, a homecoming, a glimpse of Heaven. The children are right.
The birth of a babe on any day in the year is a holy event, a priceless gift to a home. God be thanked for children. No day can be too beautiful and glorious for children. The Christ Child- a gift to the world, a message to the world- the light of the world.
My dear reader, what does Christmas mean to you this year? What precious memories of home and friends are yours? Do you say,
"But O for the touch of a vanished hand,and the sound of a voice that is still?"
Millions this year and in the years to come will feel this pull of the heart-strings. In memory the dear ones live and greet us with the old-time Merry Christmas.
What is our greeting? Forever and forever a Merry Christmas. How? Through gifts to those who are with us, those who have the courage to work and to serve and to love. What gifts? The gifts that make life worth living,- a letter, a word of good cheer, a smile to father, mother, brother, sister, wife, husband, neighbor, the stranger and the afflicted. These gifts make glad the giver. These gifts make every day a Merry Christmas. "Peace and good will to men" is the meaning of Christmas.
A Merry Christmas to all of my readers.