And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?
It's not about ribbons. It's not about tags
It's not about packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
What if Christmas, he thought, feeling his loss,
What if Christmas, perhaps, is about The Cross?.”
Merry Christmas beloved. Let's keep each other in our prayers.
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