So I thought I had opened my last Christmas present.
I hadn’t.
I entered my office to find a package wrapped in green paper.
“Merry Christmas Pastor, from Clyde.”
For those of you who know Clyde, no introduction is necessary.
For those of you who have never met him, no description could suffice.
Clyde is one of our deacons.
Until recently I would have considered him a friend and an all-around great guy.
Until, that is, I opened his present to me.
This is what he gave me…
