I can still remember exactly how it felt on Christmas Eve as a child, when I would go down to my Grandparents’ house on Christmas Eve, along with my Mom and Dad. We would begin the evening by all going to church for the special candlelight Christmas Eve service, and conclude it by all spending the night together at my Grandparents’ house. It seemed absolutely magical as a child, seeing the normally bright sanctuary illuminated only by the soft lights from behind the altar, as the church elders went row to row lighting the candles for the person sitting on the end, and then those people used their candles to light those of their neighbor. It continued until everyone was holding a lit candle. And the transformation was incredible. As a child, EVERYTHING that went along with Christmas just seemed like it was out of this world, amazing, and at times felt like it couldn’t be real.
And I can still remember...
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