Our little halls are decked merrily for the
holiday season, but last night, a young dinner guest asked me why we don’t have
a Christmas tree. I grinned, wondering how I could explain Mercy.
Mercy is our exceptionally lively,
gravity-defying 4-month old kitten. Mercy sprints. Mercy bounds. Mercy vaults.
Mercy even tries to climb walls--and gets higher than you would think. To survive Mercy, a Christmas tree would have
to be anchored to the floor, tethered to the wall, and suspended from the
ceiling!
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The
only safe place for a tree: high on our highest windowsill
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“Because of and through
the heart of tender mercy and loving-kindness of our God, a Light from on
high will dawn upon us….” –LUKE 1:78 (AMP)
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