christmas Memories

Memories of Christmas from my friend Marie

My fondest memories of past Christmas has to be the programs at church. The play and words might change year to year and the actors got more lines to memorize as they got older, BUT, the play always ended with the Nativity - the birth of our Lord and Savior.  And someone always read the Christmas story from the Bible. Perhaps, that's where I got my love for the Nativity and collect them now.

The program always ended with the youngest member of the church wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and probably blowing a kiss to the audience.  The minister would say a prayer of thanksgiving and dismissal and the children would all rush to the back of the church because, they knew a bag of treats awaited them - an apple, an orange and a bag of hard candy.

A simple Christmas play, children acting out the greatest birth in history, a bag of treats and off to home.  Simple days, but my fondest memories.