My church here in Fairview has a Christmas Eve service each year. I can hear you now, "That is neat, Nick. My church does the same." Ah, ah--not so fast! You may have a service that same night, but I guarantee it is nothing like ours. Let me explain...

• I go to church in a big log cabin. You don't.

• I was recruited to be a last-minute replacement Magi in our thoroughly disorganized pageant. You weren't.

• We had a scary 10-foot tall angel with arms extending from its waist, who helped us better understand why the shepherds were scared that night. You didn't have this.

• Our special violin solo was "accompanied" by the bleating of three rather talkative sheep. You had no live animal distractions.

I think you get the idea. I go to a very unique church, where things often happen that are not anticipated. I hope to scrounge up a picture of the event to share with you soon. You'd get quite a chuckle if you saw me in my Wise Man outfit. (I looked good. No, I looked real good.)

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! I know I did!