I love Christmas.
It was among the greatest gifts my mother ever gave me.
She grew up poor with a rough family life and an abusive father. As a child, she hated Christmas; as a parent, she made sure her child loved it.
And I do, for so many reasons.
I love Christmas because it’s the birth of my Savior. You can love Christmas for whatever reason you choose, and feel free to celebrate it for whatever reason you pick. For my family, however, there is no such thing as X-mas or Happy Holidays. We say “Merry Christmas,” and do so with gladness in our voice and a smile in our heart.