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He Became Man and Dwelt Among Us (by: Louis Cassells)
Once upon a time, there was a man who looked upon Christmas as a lot of humbug. He wasn't a scrooge. He was a kind and decent person, generous to his family, upright in all his dealings with other men.
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I'll See You (by: Marla Poncsak)
There are many occurrences in our day to day lives that go unnoticed, but there is one which will remain clear in my mind for the rest of my life, and I would love to share it with you, as a Christmas story.
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Joseph's Letter Home: A Christmas Story (by: Dr. Ralph F. Wilson)
Dear Mom,We're still in Bethlehem--Mary and I and little Jesus.
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Just Detours (by: A. Brian Fielder)
I have a little story I thought I would share with all of you. I recently relocated, bought a house and moved in the first weekend of July.
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Lights (by: Joy Mixon)
My father died in April of 1997 after a 10 year battle with Cancer. In September, of that year, my husband and I made our annual trek from Massachusetts to York, Maine for our wedding anniversary vacation.
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Mary, Servant of the Lord (by: Dr. Ralph F. Wilson)
"Mary," my mother calls from the path in front of our home on the outskirts of Nazareth, "we'll be back in a while. Make sure you finish the mending."
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Max (by: LeeAnn Morris)
"Merry Christmas Carol" Bernadette told her friend and co-worker of twenty years. It had never occurred to Bernadette to buy Carol a Christmas present, they'd been working together for so long that it was understood that it wasn't necessary.
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Merry Christmas, My Friend (by: Christa Holder Ocker)
"I will never forget you," the old man said. A tear rolled down his leathery cheek. "I'm getting old. I can't take care of you anymore."
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Perfect Gift, The (by: Author Unknown)
It's just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree at this time of the year for the past 10 years or so.
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Perfect Gift, The (by: Joseph M. Rebecky (Wayne, New Jersey))
As a young child I can always remember rushing down the steps on Christmas morning and looking around the tree for the biggest box. I always believed that within the biggest box lied the most expensive and best gift.
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