My church is doing what they always do when Christmas observance falls on the Sabbath: we are having a communion service that'll run approximately 1 hour, and then dismiss to spend the rest of the day with family. (I'm one of those Damned Mormons, so my normal Sunday schedule includes spending 3 hours at the church: communion/worship meeting, Sunday School, and Men's/Women's auxiliary meetings.)
For myself, personally, I really enjoy the Christmas holiday, and I get a lot of joy out of my weekly remembrance of the Savior and all he's done for me. Combine the two together, and I'm damned near orgasmic with happiness. (ummm, sorry; yeah, let me get something to clean that up...
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WTF is this damn Mormons, As I traveled about with my kids the Mormons were some of the first to welcome me to every new place we moved to. Kind and good people, welcomed us knowing we were not going to convert but were ready to stand by us any way.
What did we need, was there any way they could help, wonderful people. Much they taught me and the kids on survival, from stock piling food just in case, to the help us fit in to a new environment and the traditions of those we lived among.
Mormons taught me allot about survival, they knew I would not convert but they were some of the best teachers of how I was to raise 4 kids alone while Dad was out to sea for many months at a time.
In a way it was the Mormons that that helped me raise my kids alone, a military wife and kids are alone for much time.
They never came in and scared the kids with hell and damnation as some preachers did, never asked for a dime or gave me look other preachers did if I smoked a cigarette.
I rank the Mormons at the top of my list as true Christians in their acts towards others.
Damn Mormons are fighting words in my life, I will kick the hell out of anyone that uses that phrase