From all of us at Charisma, Merry Christmas!
My favorite memory is my brothers and me sleeping together Christmas Eve when we were little. We would wake up early in the morning and then form a single file line in the hall and wait for our mom and dad to let us attack our gifts. —Chris Tomlin
It’s incredibly hard to choose a favorite Christmas memory. I could say it was when I got the Hee Haw overalls I had asked for when I was 8 years old, or when I got the Madame Alexander Doll or the Easy-Bake Oven—these are great memories. But the memory that I’m so grateful for is that every Christmas Eve my dad would read the Christmas story—the entire story from beginning to end, not just the birth, but also the life, death and resurrection of Jesus. It gave us the proper perspective before we began tearing into our presents the next morning, and I am so thankful for that. —Heather Payne