Christmas

There’s a big ol’ tree growing wild in a forest (wild in a forest) in a magical land showing the future before us (the future before us). Carved in the tree, an old saying says: “take from me the moss you see, you’ll be in love for eternity!” Everyone knows that’s where mistletoe grows. Go and hang all you gather ‘bout seven feet high, grab the next pretty girl or handsome guy passing by, and kiss ‘em once or twice or whatever feels nice. If you stand beneath it with the one

How wondrous that the darkest of nights, acting, somehow, as a cold blanket surrounding us all, was to become, unsuspected at the time, the host of the most significant star to ever lighten heaven and enlighten mankind. The void, with that blazing beacon, shone the way to redemption. A single light in the sky led the way to the heart of mankind. The heart of a child. The child of peace. January 28, 2022