
Mary Beth bought me the beautiful Hanukkah tablecloth and the dreidel.

"With every candle on the Menorah that illuminates the night, comes my prayer You'd kindle in me, Yeshua, a desire for your fire for your light. Take my supply of oil, not enough to burn long I fear. But oh how I pray that someday I'll say, "A great miracle happened here. On this Hanukkah, on this feast of dedication. I dedicate myself to You."

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