A friend of mine dropped off a yellowed newspaper clipping from many years ago. I don't know the date of the article, entitled
The True Christmas Usually Finds Us, Despite Trappings. Ina Hughs wrote it. Hughs is still a journalist in Knoxville. Here's an excerpt:
"Christmas isn't for sale...
Christmas is a lifetime adventure into a stable and a carpenter's shop. It's sitting on a hillside and listening to stories. It's wandering into the wilderness and sweating out doubts and temptations too deep for songs or symbols.
It's drowning out sobs of grief at the foot of a cross with shouts of life--not heard with the ear, but with the heart and the mind and sometimes even the soul..."
