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I was driving down my favorite part of the highway tonight, admiring the Christmas lights as I passed. On any other night, I would have kept driving on – most likely being disgusted by the consumer-driven, santa-fest that is both corrupting and supporting our society. But for some reason I was humbled by the clarity of the lights in the darkness. All of a sudden I understood the lights, as if they spoke right to me. They spoke of coming. They spoke of hope. They told me that Christmas is so little about the day itself and so much about the waiting, the anticipation. They told me that Christmas is about our lives, our faith, which seem to be an eternal waiting game. But there is hope and there is a King – and he is coming. The lights told me they shine so I won’t forget.
Its so easy to forget.