Christmas comes each year, and each year it is hard to focus on the meaning of the Season.<\/p>\n
I was riding on the subway, packed in with the crowd on a cold, dark night. The worries of family and work,\u00a0money and health, and just the plain lousy\u00a0world in general blocked out any Yuletide spirit. The train got to the end of the line, and we all trudged up the dirty, slushy stairs to go out into the dank and dark.<\/p>\n
But as I trudged upward, I could her people singing. And as I got closer to the top of the stairs, realized that some crazy,\u00a0 wonderful people were Christmas caroling!<\/p>\n
O,\u00a0 Little Town of Bethlehem!<\/em><\/p>\n It was just what I needed.<\/p>\n Merry Christmas Everybody!<\/p>\n copyright 2013 Magnus Incognito<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Christmas comes each year, and each year it is hard to focus on the meaning of the Season. I was riding on the subway, packed in with the crowd on a cold, dark night. The worries of family and work,\u00a0money … Continue reading ![\"cropped-Arbol_Navidad_02.jpg\"](\"https:\/\/christopherdonahue.com\/\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/cropped-Arbol_Navidad_02.jpg\")
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