A wagon, a bicycle and a BB rifle are some of my forever childhood memories from past Christmas mornings. Oh, I knew the Christmas story learned in Sunday school, vacation Bible school, and those often tedious sermons by the preachers. But the reason for the season was upstaged by the material stuff. It was my parents who were experiencing the real joy. They sacrificed more than we knew to give to us. It’s the spirit of the story I first heard in Sunday school.
A wagon, a bicycle and a BB rifle