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|    2025-12-26: When I was a very little boy    |
|    26 Dec 25 01:47:10    |
      From: herbertwarmstrong@cog-web-svc.com              When I was a very little boy, I was taught to hang up my stockings on       Christmas eve. When I awakened the next morning, they were filled with       small toys and sacks or little boxes of candy and nuts. And beside the       mantle, from which my stockings hung, a Christmas tree had suddenly       appeared, decorated with shiny tinsel. And on it hung presents. Other       presents for us children were piled on the floor underneath. I was       told Santa Claus had come down the chimney during the night and left all       these things.              But did I question what my parents had told me? Of course not. I       accepted it -- took it all for granted. Didn't you?              Stop and think a moment! Very few have ever reflected on why they       believe what they do -- why they follow the customs they do, or from       where those customs came. We were born into a world filled with customs.       We grew up accepting them without question.              Why? Sheep instinct? Well, not exactly.              But by nature we do tend to follow the crowd, whether right or wrong.       Sheep follow others to the slaughter. Humans ought to check up where       they are going...                     Title: The Plain Truth About Christmas       Author: Herbert W Armstrong       Date: 1952, 1972, 1974       Type: Booklet       Type Media: PDF              https://cog-hwa.org/pub/bb/xmas.pdf              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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