Growing up in my family, we eagerly waited for Christmas morning so the presents could finally be opened. My daddy would first open his Bible to Luke and read the Christmas story to us, before any of the gifts were taken from under the tree. Later, the grandchildren took turns reading the familiar passage of the birth of Jesus before a single package was opened. Some years they assigned roles, gathered up towels and scraps of cloth for costumes and even an old rocking horse to act out the journey to Bethlehem.
Now the grandchildren are grown up and there are no more babies for the role of Jesus. Still someone is chosen to read the story. Year after year the time for gift giving remains focused on the perfect gift from God, His Son, our Savior. Even after half a century, this tradition has remained.
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