"A Convicted Man" - a Wayfarers Chronicle

We dreamed of cabins, cookies, coffee, and Christmas trees. We longed for crackling fires below the hearth in which to kneel before to warm our hands. We could almost hear the sound of Ode to Joy being played on the

 violin by a beautiful young lady so dearly loved by one of us.

Christmas is the celebration of the birth of our Lord. We did not know in fact what time of year He was born, but we celebrated it during December; a December that will be emblazoned on our hearts and souls for eternity. We did not know He'd come to our rescue in December but He came. Yes, He came and we changed...(read more here)