“When you think of Christmas, what cherished memories come
to mind? For me, this time of year always brings memories of Christmas
celebrations from my childhood. I can still remember many of the gifts I
received: a football and a basketball, toys and clothes. Most of those gifts
are now gone and forgotten; the clothes are worn out and outgrown. But what I
remember most of Christmases past—my most poignant and favorite memories—are
not about what I received but what I gave. Let me explain. Each year, on the
Saturday before Christmas, the youth of our ward gathered at our church. We
filled baskets with oranges, bananas, and homemade cookies and cakes to deliver
to widows who lived nearby. We went to their homes, sang Christmas carols, and
gave Christmas baskets. I still remember their grateful smiles. I will never
forget the warm feeling this embedded in my heart.” – Elder Gary E. Stevenson
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