Christmas. For the marketing minds obviously had corporate CEOs, managers, and other bounteously-gifted persons in their holiday marketing sights. The questions arose in my mind with a clatter.  “Just where is the true meaning of Christmas?” And then I further mused, “Are we all kings? Why do they focus on the top-of-the-line luxury vehicles, rather than gifts given for poorer folks who were also watching?”

 Bothered a bit then at the seeming bias of the advertising, I quickly sought an answer. The very next day, on the day that we often refer to as “Black Friday”, I went to see John. He is a man in his mid-60s who works in a car dealership. John was not yet ready for retirement, but his arthritic hands had hindered

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“My heart is turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me. I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help. “  (Job 30:27-28)

his mechanical prowess. For the reason that he could not maintain his flat rate repair skills, his employer had appointed John as a “New Car Get-Ready Technician”. And with years of experience behind him, John was excellent at this new job. However, I sought him out not because of his mechanical skills, but because John was a Christian who I admired for his walk of faith.

 I went to John for his unique wisdom. I wanted to pick his faith perspective as experienced by an automotive brain. Therefore, like a magi of old, John stood smartly beneath a new car that was raised