My neighborhood’s aglow with Christmas lights. Many go all out with lawn nativity scenes, snowmen, Santas, and trees and shrubs—all lighted. When you drive by some, you can set your car radio to hear Christmas music. Except for the nativity scenes, all this doesn’t have much to do with Christ’s birth. Christmas is just another holiday to many, but I’m not judging anyone. I’ve come to realize I’m not so special, not better than my unchurched neighbors. Jesus lived and died for me as part of the whole world. These people are my brothers and sisters and will be for eternity. We are the same, all sinners in need of a Savior. The only difference is some of us recognize that and others haven’t yet!
Light of the World
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