Wait. What does that mean?

   "Keep Christ in Christmas."
   You probably hear it from someone. And it sounds good. If you are a Christian, you may have even made the comment yourself. But why limit Him?
   If we're Christians, Christ is always in our lives. Hopefully always in our thoughts and actions, too. Otherwise we're not being really good at that whole Christlike thing.
   Jesus said we were supposed to love our neighbors. He even explained who our neighbor is. Sometimes, though, it's hard to love them. I'll give you an example:
   We used to rent/work a small farm near us. We had cows in a pasture there. One nice cold December day the weekend before Christmas I
When I was probably 12 or 13 Daddy sends me to put hay out for the cows. That Ford tractor with a weather break wasn't too bad, but it wasn't as comfortable as one with a cab would have been.

Or staying in the house reading a book (which is where I would have prefered to be). But I put on enough layers of clothes to stay warm. I put out hay for the cows at home. Then I go put out a couple off bales at the old house. One more to go. I pick up a bale and head there, annnnnnd as I get close I can see the cows aren't in the pasture. They're in the field where we had had soybeans.😕 I drive out in the field and get their attention and they follow the tractor with the hay bale into the pasture. But now I've got to find where the cows got out. They hadn't gone out through the gate we just came through, cause I had to open it. I can see the other gate that's close by and it's closed. But now I need to find where the cows got out.

   So I get off of the tractor and start walking around the field checking the fence. I was dressed for riding on the tractor with the weatherbreak. NOT walking around trying to find out where the idiot cows had gotten out. 😒  I've walked about ½ of the fence and I get to the gate at the back. Nope, it's still closed. I'm getting cold now, those rubber overshoes

I'm wearing aren't real good for walking, the wind is picking up; Christmas spirit is waning away from. I keep walking and ¾ of the way around  I can see where there is a cedar tree laying in the pasture. There hasn't been a storm to blow a tree over. 🤔 I get to the tree and I was right. That wasn't blown down by a storm. It was cut down with an ax. 🙁 and THEN, they cut the top out of it. They cut down a 20' tall tree so they could cut 5 or 6 foot off the top.

They used a bow saw for that. I know because they left it laying by the tree. I walk a little further and found the other gate into the field. It was a wire gate

that we never used. They had opened it, drove into the field, stole a 🎄 and drove out leaving the gate laying on the ground in the field. 😡 I closed the gate back, walked to the tractor carrying the bowsaw, and practicing my cussing. 
   I didn't have any Christmas spirit in me at that moment. I probably didn't have any Christ in me either. But I recovered enough for when we went Christmas Caroling the next night. 
   I got home and told Daddy the whole story. He said they probably needed it more than we did. I said something about they could have closed the gate. He told me that only reason there was a gate there was because somebody had cut the wire to go in and cut a tree for Christmas a few years before. He had made the "gate" in rain and sleet and was going to fix it right when the weather was better. 
Anyway
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