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Christmas, My Child, Is Love In Action. Every Time We Love, Every Time We Give, It's Christmas.

It Is Not Only Unfair But Disgustingly Cruel That The Mother Is Always Held Responsible For The Illegitimate Child, While The Father Goes Scot-free.

I Have Studied Many Religions, Many Different Persuasions Of Thought In Christian Belief, And I Have Come, In This Experience To This: The Most Important Question In Anyone's Life Is The Question Asked By Poor Pilate In Matthew 27:22: 'what Shall I Do, Then, With Jesus Who Is Called Christ?' No Other Question In The Whole Sweep Of Human Experience Is As Important As This. It Is The Choice Between Life And Death, Between Meaningless Existence And Life Abundant. What Will You Do With Christ? Accept Him And Life, Or Reject Him And Die? What Else Is There?

Time And Experience Have Taught Me A Priceless Lesson: Any Child You Take For Your Own Becomes Your Own If You Give Of Yourself To That Child. I Have Born Two Children And Had Seven Others By Adoption, And They Are All My Children, Equally Beloved And Precious.

Happy Trails To You, Until We Meet Again.