December 5 - Marcia Moore
Christmas at our house in Clemson was always a time of great joy. Gifts for our parents, their children, and grandchildren were piled high under a cedar tree that always reached the ceiling. Mouth watering aromas from the kitchen included our favorite dessert, Tipsy cake. Although this cake had all the right ingredients to live up to it's name, it was called Gypsy cake in our Presbyterian homes for generations (as it is today). With many wonderful memories in mind, we looked forward to taking our eleven-month-old daughter home for the celebration. Since we had planned to be away for the Holiday, we gave our decorated tree to a spinster who lived in our apartment building. Unfortunately, we weren't able to make that trip, because I injured my back.
When our four-year-old neighbor heard about our misfortune, he went into the woods, pulled up a pine seedling, put it in an old bottle that he had wrapped with aluminum foil, and knocked on our door. With a big smile on his beautiful face he said," I brought you a tree. Merry Christmas!" The love, compassion, and kindness of this precious child reminded us of Jesus’ description of children when he said, "for of such is the kingdom of God". We weren't able to be with our family that year, but we felt then, as we feel today, that we were blessed with a very special Christmas memory.
There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify to the light, so that all might believe through him. He himself was not the light, but he came to testify to the light. The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world.