Now I aint no bible-thumper,but........

I love this time of year.I'm a child at Christmas;optomistic,hopeful and blissfully unaware.I love this time of year.Now,let's be straight.I hate shopping.I hate buying cards.I hate rushing from one party to the next.I hate hearing other people talk about how much "the season" means to them.With the exception of the ones sang by Dean,Frank & Bing,I hate carols.If not for my child,the love of my life,I doubt I would even put up a tree(No,not even a sad "Charlie Brown" version.).
I'm not against the commercial aspects of Christmas alltogether,I'm not that deep.I love time with my family and if I was single I'd probably spend Christmas eve on my mother's couch.And I love seeing someone I care for open a gift,knowing that in some small way I have made them happy.I love Christmas lights,the simple minded are amused by bright & shiny things.I have numerous memories of Christmas that are wholly and selfishly about me and my loved ones.But for the most part,the things that many people associate with this time of year do nothing for me.
But I love Christmas.I don't mean to seem pretentious,but I love it for the most basic of reasons.I love thinking that with all my faults,my sins in word,thought and deed,my innability to unselfishly love,my jealousy,my pride,my works done and undone............someone without fault suffered for me,willingly.Loved the unlovable and gave to the unworthy.Paul walked 2,000 miles to die for Christ,I have done nothing.Yet,I am as loved.
Merry Christmas.