Hang on...I'm in a writing mood

So, Christmas is almost upon us. And this year, like last year, I have been quite a 'scrooge' up until now. I was sick of Christmas music coming on the radio so early, tired of all the hullabaloo, the decorating, the Christmas shopping--*screeching halt*. Wait...have you noticed something about all this? It's all about me. And what's Christmas truly about? It's sure not about me. Sometimes I think we forget all about what Christmas is about...it's about Jesus! When I stop and truly think about all that He did and has done for me...and how it all started in that stable...Scrooge starts to fade into the backround...and I realize that this is so not about me. Who am I to complain about Christmas?? If I were in God's place, I'd think that I'm an ungrateful little whelp. Which is probably true...yet He sent His Son for me anyway. Amazing. How can something so simple hit me like a ton of bricks? I have realized that I need to take more time to stop and think about what God has done for me.

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