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The Re-gifting Dilemma
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Lectionary Tales For The Pulpit
Series IV Cycle C
I confess.
Two years ago, my daughter gave me this sweater for Christmas right off the rack from a Structures store. It featured a techno-bizarro pattern that made me dizzy to look at it. I appreciated the cash my kid had laid out for the sweater, and I knew she meant well, and I accepted it enthusiastically and graciously. I packed it back in its box where it stayed until last Christmas.
Then I gave it, never worn, to my brother-in-law who lives 1,300 miles away. In other words, I re-gifted it.
Two years ago, my daughter gave me this sweater for Christmas right off the rack from a Structures store. It featured a techno-bizarro pattern that made me dizzy to look at it. I appreciated the cash my kid had laid out for the sweater, and I knew she meant well, and I accepted it enthusiastically and graciously. I packed it back in its box where it stayed until last Christmas.
Then I gave it, never worn, to my brother-in-law who lives 1,300 miles away. In other words, I re-gifted it.
