I have so many fond memories of Christmas at Grandpa and Grandma’s. Cousins and food and games and more food and good-natured ribbing and pente. But now it’s different. Cousins have left, no one’s there to play games, the ribbing lacks force because it’s just dad and Mike, not dad, Mike, and Darrell. I'm sort of sad about it.

Simply giving Scripture a cursory reading and no more is like taking voice lessons and never practicing.