Satan, I vanquish you from this place, from this family. You will not steal our joy this Christmas season. We will still celebrate with thankful hearts that our Savior was born.
So, go ahead, steal Daniel's job from him.
Weaken my dad with bronchitis and sinusitis.
Bring on the not-so-great results from the medical test my brother had. Put him in the hospital with pneumonia, just do it.
But you will NOT bring us down! Yes, we may feel weary. But the good news is the battle is already fought and won. And victory is on our side! You can test us with your trite bumps in the road but we have already conquered you.
So, just know this much you are not the Light of the World, or the Messiah, or the King of Kings. And no matter how much "stuff" you force upon us two days before Christmas you are not welcome here!
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Love you, hon. Wish this weren't all hitting at once, but that's just the way we roll, isn't it? See you soon!
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