Like God, Christmas is timeless and eternal, from everlasting to everlasting. It is something even more than what happened that night in starlit little Bethlehem; it has been behind the stars forever. There was Christmas in the heart of God before the world was formed.

Today they're making pictures that I wouldn't want Trigger to see.

Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a liking to you.

I was raised on a little farm about 12 miles out of Portsmouth, Ohio.

Christmas is telling time-wondering time. Wonder enough about it, and you'll know, and you'll tell about it.

What's a butterfly garden without butterflies?

I did pretty good for a guy who never finished high school and used to yodel at square dances.