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" The Spirit of Christmas " Christmas is coming, we know it is near from the laughter of friends and loved ones so dear. It's rosy cheeked children and snow covered ground, a chair by the fire, warm hearts all around. There's plenty of shopping, a recess from school and gaggles of parties where eggnog will rule. In the hustle and bustle, the noise and the fun, we should not forget the birth of God's son. And in this great story Christ comes alive, on the cross he then died so man could survive. There's those who will argue across all the land but down through the ages his message will stand. The spirit of Christmas is always quite near, so let us then share it; together, all year.
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