Echoes from the Campfire

So don’t worry ’bout presents for Christmas
And listen up, he-buckaroo
There’s nothin’ like nothin’ for Christmas
When I know it’s comin’ from you.”
–Waddie Mitchell (“There’s Nothing Like Nothing”)

“And when they had come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they presented gifts to Him: gold, frankincense, and myrrh.”
–Matthew 2:11 (NKJV)