Danger is my game. Passion has never made me the same. Have you ever said a dangerous prayer? You know the one. The one that totally rearranges your world.
The year was 1998. The verse I cried out from the core of my being was Isaiah 6:8: “Here I am. Send me!” Then I sincerely added, “Here I am Lord. Do what you will.”
After Thanksgiving that year and prior to Christmas Day, several resources plopped into my lap that spoke about the pagan-Christian mixture of Christmas. I had some slight recollection of knowing this (obviously Santa and his reindeers weren’t in the Bible), but I literally saw no harm in it. To me, it seemed like innocent fun. Besides I considered that celebrating Christmas was celebrating Christ (both with Santa and without). I felt that the saying, “Jesus is the reason for the season” was a reality in my…
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