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Black Friday Is the Beginning Day



Black Friday is the beginning day of shoppers everywhere.
They are hurrying to and fro for the best bargains.
Christmas will shortly be here and with this awesome season is the prelude of a black ink Friday for the proprietors.
The cash register is hopefully with receipts of a great transaction day for all shoppers everywhere.
Jesus is lost in the shuffle for the almighty dollar is the object of the affection of the people but customer and proprietor.
This is to our shame and regret for the fallacy of forgetting about Jesus is all wrong.
It is something I believe to be punishable for the ones who name the name of Christ.
Still Black Friday will go without a hitch and the customers will be happy with their purchases.
Love the Lord and not the world is the key thing to remember but it is for the most part sad to say the other way around.
Jesus should be praised everyday of the year and especially so this time of year.
Where do we get off on the concept that Jesus is forgotten by most and left outside?
We need to wake up before it is too late.
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