Once again, the time of year has come for spiritual growth, love and affection; a time to remember the reason behind Christmas. A beautiful time, unfortunately, spoiled by a constant barrage of junk mail, requests for donations to every conceivable charity, religion and churches from all over the United States ” even from Australia, and Canada; someone that no one has ever even heard of. The mailmen and women are loaded with this type of mail. Then come the telephone calls as late as 9 p.m. ” some even later.
Believe me, one would go broke trying to satisfy all these requests. This is the part of the season I dread. Although we put up with this the whole year long, it seems to take away the meaning of this sacred season.