More Joy: "Would You Like to Hold Him?"
Last year, just a few days before Christmas, I went to a hobby store after church to grab a new wreath for my front door. Amidst pawed-through piles of plastic greens and overflowing tangles of glittering ribbon, I heard a plaintive voice cry out in the wilderness, “I am SO SICK of Christmas.” A mom, weary to the bone, was wandering the aisles with two children who looked to have been about four and seven years old. The seven-year-old must have been asking to buy things, beca
