Merry Christmas! I typed that many times on Face-book yesterday. Christmas has many meaning and memories for all of us. One of my favorites is the song Silent Night. Not for the reason you might expect. It was a beautiful sight on Christmas Eve passing the light of Christ to one another as we sang. The meaning for me is wrapped in one of my memories of my father. I was to be in the church play. I didn’t have a line to say. All I was doing was shaking a bundle of sticks at naughty children. During rehearsal the other children pointed ...