This Christmas I found myself meditating on and being convicted by 1 Corinthians 12.   I had done a rather remarkable job, I thought, of completing my work in such a way that I could enjoy our time away, relaxing with my feet up.  All my gifts were purchased or made, wrapped, ribboned and tagged.  As for food preparation, I had made dry mixes and put them in Ziploc bags with photocopies of my recipes, highlighting missing ingredients.  I was oh-so-very-prepared.  Upon arrival at our first stop on the 20th, I made inquiries to see if I could be of any help...

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