Today we celebrate. We celebrate with gifts and tinsel and good food and the camaraderie of family. We give gifts to the poor. We send cards and packages to our troops overseas. We attend Christmas eve services. We worship. Worship the Babe. This time of year was chosen centuries ago – as early as 354 A.D. It’s my personal opinion that Jesus wasn’t born in December, but I love the tradition that a large part of the world sets aside a day just for Him. Whatever your traditions, however you choose to celebrate, I invite you to join me in worshiping the Babe in a manger.

Memorial Day is a federal holiday in the United States for remembering the men and women who died while serving in the country’s armed forces. The holiday, which is celebrated every year on the final Monday of May, was formerly known as Decoration Day and originated after the American Civil War to commemorate the Union andConfederate soldiers who died in the war. By the 20th century, Memorial Day had been extended to honor all Americans who have died while in the military service. It typically marks the start of the summer vacation season, while Labor Day marks its end.

Many people visit cemeteries and memorials, particularly to honor those who have died in military service. Many volunteers place an American flag on each grave in national cemeteries. -Wikipedia