Christmas began in a humble, hay-filled box
of splintered wood. The Magi, wise men
who had traveled far to see the infant king, laid treasure-filled boxes at the
feet of that holy child. And in the end,
when He had ransomed our sins with His blood, the Lord of Christmas was laid
down in a box of stone. How fitting that
each Christmas season brightly wrapped boxes skirt the pine boughs of Christmas
trees around the world.
--Richard Paul Evans,
The Christmas Box
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