My favorite winter tradition is going to the Christmas pagaent held by our sister church. It is held at the boys' school church. The pagaent is all called How the Chimes Rang. The costumes are wonderful and when the poor boy with his meager present makes the chimes ring and lights in this old church dim and the choir starts singing. Everytime I go my heart swells. It's hard to explain but I know who is in my heart...I follow and work for him everyday. My life is better with him in it. Christ. Thanks for the chance to enter. Oh btw. Tonight is the play. Yes, I am going.