I should trouble myself to wish the few who visit here a Merry Christmas, even though
[He] was the true Light, which lighteth every man that cometh into the world.
He was in the world, and the world was made by him, and the world knew him not.
He came unto his own, and his own received him not.
It is a fact, and a sad one. But if He found you and me, He will find others, perhaps many others. We wait and hope, praying always and never losing heart.