O, the maladies of a celebration crafted by the hand of the devil. For it is a sickness infecting the hearts and minds and souls of those who cannot discern between good and evil. For what may appear good is not always good. People tell lies to their children, have them sit on strangers lap, dressed up in a big red suit, making a mockery of Christ and my God. The more I think about it it makes me sick. The tears of my God will not be in vain. Open your eyes that you may see the craftiness, the fallacies of the devil. Lovers of vanity open your eyes. Do not be too quick to honour the things that most glorify. I tell you, for this very reason, many will not see the face of God. Where is the loyalty to God? Celebrate life and love and our righteous…