The magi, as you know, were wise men - wonderfuly wise men who
brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of
giving Christmas presents.

I am not alone at all, I thought. I was never alone at all. And
that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never aone.
Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the word
seemingly most indifferent. For this is still the time God
chooses.

Christmas is forever, not for just one day,  for loving, sharing,
giving, are not to put away  like bells and lights and tinsel, in
some box upon a shelf.  The good you do for others is good you do
yourself...

Great little One! whose all-embracing birth  Lifts Earth to
Heaven, stoops Heaven to Earth.