It has been a wonderful imperfectly perfect Christmas. Maybe some of the things we planned did not turn out to be, but those became the things we laughed about, and become the warm memories of future years.
Merry Christmas, and remember He came as a babe, but He is coming back as King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.
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