From the Stillmeadow Daybook by Gladys Taber, page 188:
And what a miracle it is that down the centuries, in the midst of wars and destruction and famines and pestilence the spirit of this carpenter has proved more mighty than any other power for it grows and shines in our day as it did then.
And how wonderful that we can freely celebrate His birth is America, let our candles shine openly from every window, and decorate the live evergreen in every village square. Every door may wear its wreath, and the carols sound all over the country.
I am reminded of my friend Lois Holloway whose grandmother stopped every day in St. Mary's on her way home. Her son said, finally, "but mother, what do you find to pray about every day?"
"Oh, I don't pray," she said calmly, "I just sit there and look at God, and God looks at me."