Cisster Crumdoll's Christmas

pageans! pageans! pageans! he shouted at the top of his lungs. You honor a savior with gifts and trinketts. what honor bestowest he that labors? known mind you, that you speak love and dabble in hatred. The country of Christ seizes to exsist and you pageans make worship to something that has no restrictions. The yes of the world sites your foolishness, and make laughter in your worship of a God that saves those who knowest him in the company of those who beleive. Who are the protectors of those that the Christ lover hates? That these foolishness are signaled by feelings of love and favor. She loves him and wishes to be a christain with him because she finds favor in what she see's. He speaks everything she wishes to hear and he makes follly of what she wishes to know. You pageans wish me to settle like dust, but you makest rain: and complian of the tracks I leave behind: follow me and find where I've been. Go with me and you'll understand. What words makest you see me as I wishest you to see me? That your faith is concerned with who you belive, instead of what you beleive. What faith guides you that you are smitten together and apart you fear for the sake of trustworthyness. Fools are you Tolerance of the poor to favor the spending habits of the weathy, this day is Christ is it? You pageans are wise in your need, but vain in your desires, that those who wish the gifts of the flesh are vile, and those who wish to sample the ways of your makings are wise. what believes the pagean if what makes them happy is what someone wishes them to have: might they wish you to have nothing?