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Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
 
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
 
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
 
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
 
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.


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Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

To the tune of "Santa Clause Is Coming To Town"

You better look up,
prepare for His sight.
The Lord will come back
some day or some night.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He's making a list.
He's paid the great price.
Who's going in route
to His paradise?
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're breathing.
He knows you need His grace.
He knows that we have all been bad,
but He died to take our place.

With bright Seraphim and bright Cherubim,
Trumpy trumpets, and drummy drum drums,
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're weeping.
He offers His embrace.
He knows you like nobody else,
yet He loves you anyway.

You better not doubt.
You wanna know why?
Your life could end soon.
There's no second try.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

by Juliet Ligon
12-01-2013


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A Christmas Conversation

Daddy, were you alive when Jesus was born?

No honey, he was born a long time ago, over 2000 years ago.

Where was he born Daddy?

In Bethlehem, a small town in the desert in a manger,

Whats a manger Daddy?

It's a place where they kept animals to feed them.

You see when Jesus was born the Inn was full, so 
they had to get Mary to a warm place to give birth to Jesus.
that was the only place they could go.

Daddy who is Jesus' Daddy?

God is his Father honey?

But who is Joseph?

The Chosen Father, who God chose to raise him, Mary's Husband

I don't understand Daddy!

God wanted a son, he could not have a son without Mary and Joseph's
help. God asked them both if they would help him, without even thinking
they said yes. God gave to them a great gift, God gave them Jesus.

At that moment God gave us all a great gift, He gave us the Son of Man.

The Son of Man Daddy?

Yes honey, you see God is not Man, not one you can touch, Jesus
was, he healed people who were sick, He showed people how to love God 
and how God loves them. There is one more important thing
I want to tell you honey.

What's that Daddy? Jesus did a coupla more things I think are 
important, there are many of course but two I like.

Go on Daddy!

Jesus taught us how to love without conditions, like the way I love you 
and you love me and your Mom and Brother. But how to love everybody
like that.  The most important thing is, is that he died because we humans
broke God's laws, which means we sinned. He died so God would
forgive us.


Wow Jesus really did love us didn't he Daddy...?

Yes he did baby, and the really good thing is he still does and always will.

Come on it's time for bed!

Not until I say my prayers Daddy!

How bout we Pray together tonight?

I'd like that Daddy!

So would I baby, so would I .

Jump up on my back and I'll give you piggy back ride!

I love you Daddy!

I love you too baby, I love you too.........





My Christmas wish is you all have Conversations like this with your 
kids. Trust me they bring tears of joy!

May God Bless you all this Christmas Season as he has Blessed me.

    From Mary, Josh, Shay and myself  MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR


                             With Love.....Taz


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O Holy Night

O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid?
O holy night the inn was full,
A stable near at hand;
O night of prophecies fulfilled
When Caesar taxed the land.

O holy night the shepherds watched
Their flocks upon the field,
And, lo, the angel of the Lord
With glory was revealed.
"Fear not, behold, I bring to you
Good tidings full of joy;
For unto you is born this day
A Saviour as a boy."

Then suddenly the sky was lit
By angels filled with mirth,
Proclaiming glory unto God
And peace to all the earth.
The shepherds said among themselves,
"To Bethlehem we'll go;
For something great is come to pass
And this we wish to know."

They came and found the newborn babe
With Joseph and his bride;
When they had seen, this news they spread
Throughout the countryside,
And all that heard did wonder great
At things the shepherds told;
But Mary pondered all these things 
Within her heart of gold.

O holy night when God was praised,
O night when hope returned;
O night when angels spake aloud
And skies with glory burned:
O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid? 


~ Based on Luke 2:7-20 ~ 
~Written for "Here We Go A Caroling". First Place Entry.


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A Stranger After Dark

I was sitting on the back porch ‘bout an hour after dark When I couldn’t help but notice a tiny pulsing spark. I thought it was a firefly – It had that kind of glow But I’d never seen the likes of it – what it was I didn’t know It flittered to and fro just like a firefly does I went into the backyard to determine what it was. Just as I approached the place I thought that it might be It flew right up and landed very close to me. Soon I realized it was no ordinary find. What happened next you won’t believe – it nearly blew my mind. A Lilliputian creature stepped from this tiny craft Right then and there I was aware of questions I should ask. He must have been aware of the fear he’d caused in me. I could see my hands were shakin’ -- never thought I’d be set free. His tiny voice became quite clear and in a most convincing tone He said, “My friend, be not afraid – I‘m here all alone.” He appeared to be confused a bit and why, I’ll never know But the fear that he had fostered was about to let me go. He began to tell his story; I let out a sigh I knew I’d better listen to this little guy. Now, he was small in stature; ‘bout a half inch, nothin’ more – Why, I believe that he could pass through the space beneath the door. . He then began to tell me – It must sound like a dream. He was here because of some wayward sunbeam. “I race Haley’s comet to the far side of the sun.” He said, “The race is always over before it has begun. There is a reason for these victories, you see My good ship Omnipresence, right here in front of me.” “Time and space,” He said. “Are always at my command. I can do more things with them than man can understand.” He said, “I spin the rings of Saturn, create firmament at will I flew a mission of atonement to a very special hill.” I asked, “Do you know Jesus? He died upon that hill.” He said, “When all things are settled, everybody will. I led three wise men to him that cold and wintry night The shepherds were there to witness a miraculous sight So you ask do I know Jesus? -- it fills me with such mirth -- This very craft was hidden there at the moment of His birth. I was there to hear the angels when they sang out on high. Yes, I’d say I know Jesus, That’s why I’ll never die.” Written By John Posey 12/18/12


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Poetry Soupers Worldwide

Friends: Poetry Soupers,
Brethren of literary troopers,

I pray God to do my best
to wish us all a Christmas blest,

And if our loves ideas and bents
are not the same,
Perhaps we can meditate on
from whence we came.

At least in that light be together,
As Birds of a poetic feather.

I extend to you an olive branch
carried by peaceful Dove, 
And wish you
Mercy ,Wisdom and Love.

 We pray you have, Poetry Soupers 
 A joyous Christmas and happy New Year
May God bless All His literary troopers.


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His Beauty Revealed on Christmas Day

As the snow falls around me, I marvel at God’s wholesome and worthy entity. The Lord, on his special day, has given me a gift so precious and special; He has opened my eyes to his wondrous glory. The Lord above all has allowed me to see the beauty in the smallest of things: The stars and moon at night, and the clouds and sun by day; The little trickles of freezing cold, yet clean, fresh, clear water Running down the mountainsides, quenching my insatiable thirst; The trees in all their grandeur, That provide my warmth when I gather their branches; The leaves and pine needles at my feet, Providing soft beds for me and all the forest creatures. Best of all of these, however, is the snow. The beautiful snow in which no two snowflakes are the same. The same biting cold, yet strangely comforting and fulfilling snow, In which brings forth light on the darkest of days. I must thank the all-loving God, who has bestowed upon me this glorious gift. Me, a pathetic excuse for a soldier who has run away From the sight of bloodshed because I cannot stand to fight another friend. Me, a coward who is now running from the law, And living solely in the forest for fear of being caught and hanged. Me, a God-believing man who has sinned greatly. But I have repented. I have asked God for forgiveness of my sins on Christmas Eve night, And He has replied by giving me snow on Christmas morning, showing me that I am not alone, and that I should not be afraid. And, by His grace, when all I have been seeing was darkness and despair, He opened me up to allow me to see the beauty and light in all his creation. “I praise You, oh glorious God, for giving me this most wonderful gift! I thank You for forgiving me, a sinner, of all my wrongdoings, and for giving me this awe-inspiring gift, for which I have done nothing to deserve! I exalt you on high, oh Lord, for all that you have done and given me, and will do for me and give me! I will love and praise you always! Amen.”


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Christmas Magic

(A Christmas Collage) 

The sun has set and night is stealing
Softly o'er the silent land,
While snowflakes slowly down are falling,
Shaken from an unseen hand.

To the top of Thorburne Tower
Light from windows streams around;
The glow of twenty thousand tapers
Sparkles on the snowy ground.

High arching o'er the graceful altar,
Wintergreen and laurel sway;
And all about the pews of alder
People kneel and humbly pray.

The rosy cheeks and smiling faces,
Rising at the last amen,
Return to rhythmic rows of places
Raising songs of praise again.

Oh hear those olden carols going
O'er the tower to the skies;
Noel and joyful tidings flowing
From warm hearts and gleaming eyes.

So far above the frosty forest,
Father God and Jesus see
The flick'ring flame of faith fulfilling
What on earth was meant to be.

There below the boundless heavens
Beams the Spirit's blessing full;
Bestowing peace and tidings holy,
Bearing love that makes us whole.

Th' enchanting ev'ning passing onward,
Ev'ry street once empty filled;
Then all-enfolding light descending,
Endless eager voices stilled.

To those who trolled triunal praises,
Angels lit the topaz night;
Attuning to the trilling trumpets,
Sounding in triumphal might.

The harps and high harmonic voices
Hold a hope no man could give,
Enmeshing in enchanting fashion,
Showing how archangels live.

E'en later yet they light their lanterns,
Laugh around the firelight's heat;
The children look around and listen,
Laps all full of things to eat.

Even now the endless snowflakes
Eloquently, gently fall;
Adding to the festive feeling
Held alike by great and small.

The youngsters holding hands are happy,
Dancing 'neath the holly wreath,
While horses hauling sleighs and cutters
Jingle homeward on the heath.

The embers glow in evenings echo,
Shedding reddish light afar;
Expectant eyes reflect its sparkle,
Shining like the morning star.

They sing of Mary, blessed mother,
Meek and willing, pure and mild;
They magnify the great Messiah
Born as Mary's holy child.

[Look for the acrostic in the alliteration. There is one letter for each verse.]
By Isaiah Zerbst, November 16, 2013


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Little Bundle of joy

12  12 12 
into the world came a little bundle of Joy
 when David and Cody had a perfect baby boy,
 little tiny fingers and tiny little toes
 and a cute little nose

 a day full of happiness that you will never forget
 and may this be your best Christmas yet.
 
lots of love to you all love mum xxxx

welcome to the world, baby Jayden a beautiful perfect Grandson,  
 
  how amazing is God,  I started sopnsonring a child lead by God and felt it right to sponsor a Girl, she was 5 years old on the 12 decemeber 2012
the miracle being my Grandson was born 12/12/12/   and 12  days before christmas, wow  first day of christmas,  and he will share the same  birthday as my sponsored child, now that is the Grace of God, Amen      wow  THATS SO RARE  

let the children come and do not hinder them  for the kingdom of ehaven belongs to these Amem


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The Promise

When meanings have been broken,
When your cross has been uncrossed,
When the reasons that you gave me,
In the labyrinth have been lost.
When your house has been emptied,
When your bedroom is swept clean,
I will come and wake you,
From your long and endless dream.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


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In his Arms

A story of Faith..
How does anyone explain why they believe the Faith they have .
I can only tell you through the eyes of a 5yr old child .
That child being myself 

so let me rewind a bit in time .
It was preschool to 1st grade , I would fall into a vegetable state at school , with my head down on the desk .
My Mother was a very talented RN and worked in triage at St. Francis Hospital
She would take me to the best of Pediatrics , only to be told ," take her home give her a aspirin,  if fever gets to high , and call us in the morning . 

All I can remember is this.

I was laying on my Mothers bed as from the ceiling it appeared a man that resembled "Jesus Christ ' and his Angels , 6 on each side lifted me from the bed in his arms , and took me to a place of warmth , light and love like I have never felt before since.

I was held by him as he said , you can stay here and no longer feel pain , or you may go back. I wanted so badly to stay , but I thought of my Mothers tears , and I was sent right into my little body again only to miss that feeling I had my whole life "in His Arms "

I got up out of bed , walked to the living room , where I saw my Mother in the distance baking .'  The Grinch whom stole Christmas ' was on TV. I then noticed a tree all lighten up with decorations, I walked  towards my Mom with a blanket in my hand .

My Mom turned and she had a plate of cookies , her face white as a ghost . I asked her " Mommy , Is it Christmas ?  " she started to cry , and held me as she said " Yes Honey , it is , it is Christmas Eve. " as her tears hit my shoulder . I then asked " Why are you crying ? "  Santa Claus is coming ! " I replied,  as happy as a little 5 yr. old could be.

I was taken to a Chiropractor that week ,as a last result , He told her it was simply a miracle I was alive  .  My Spine was out of place and no Oxygen was going to my brain , in one or 2 days , I would be brain dead.

I found out later in my life at 18 yrs. old , it was shaken baby syndrome . My Father confessed to me as he to cried , at his Moms home at Christmas time . He had carried the guilt with him for years . He was a born again Christian , and a new life he had wanted with true forgiveness .

I forgave him , I know the man whom lifted me was Jesus Christ that night , and there is nothing ugly at all there , so I know he to forgave him . 
Since then ..I have never doubted , I know he goes by many names  , It is Jesus Christ all the same .


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The TRUE Meaning of Christmas

The True Meaning of Christmas During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Christmas Blues

Christmas was never about God for me,
it was memories of warm laughter, rosy cheeked joys   	
for if God was the point, whose God would it be?

Xmas was about giving to your protégées.	
Long, long, lost wishes of long broken boy toys,
Christmas was never about God for me.

Winter’s height held the beauty of childhood set free
of hunting and wrapping and folks overjoyed	
for if it was God, we had three, whose God would it be?

This December wonder now past, gone you see,
gone with the cold, I’d not wish despair on July, this killjoy
for Christmas was never about God for me.

Once a year Xmas marks a sad crying spree
with nobody wanting to be home and little joy employed
for if God were the point, my son would be with me?

Perhaps, with grandchildren there be a jubilee
and this hollowed out husk of me will be destroyed
And Christmas will be about God for me
for it could be so, whose god will it be?


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For You And Me

It  was  for you and me ,
That Jesus left His throne,
Bore the scourge and agony,
Shivered His flesh and bone,

It was for you and me,
He took the awry tour,
Towards the dreaded Calvary,
Summed His tortured  hours,

It was for you and me,
That Jesus bore the cross,
Paid the greatest penalty,
That death supposed be ours,

It was for you and me,
He wailed the gloomiest cry,
It was for you and me,
Jesus was nailed to die,

Oh, that you and I may see,
Our wickedness beyond measure,
Jesus to set us free,
In our stead bore the torture,

His love mysterious great,
Knocks  the door of all men's heart,
His mighty power recreates,
Renews our lives whole to restart,

It was for you and me,
When on the third day death sufficed,
The savior left His grave,
Victorious he arised,

He rose back to His throne,
Sitting by His Father's side,
Prepare! He's coming soon,
Today is to decide,


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Christ Child

In eternity past, the Father asks the Son to go down.
Having equal Love for humans the "Yes" comes fast.
When Creation leads to time, the world waits for 4 BC
Marking the start of the end of Satan's long rule at last.

Did Satan laugh at the poor setting for Jesus' birth here?
A cry in a cave for animals pierces the night, changing all.
Shepherds worship; later wise kings give precious gifts.
Mary and Joseph marvel, yet Herod's rage soon gives a call.

A call to leave quickly to Egypt where they'll live as refugees.
Sparing the Christ child a merciless death of those under three.
When Herod finally dies, Jesus' parents head back to Israel.
Still not fully safe from mad rule, Nazareth is their destiny.

Here the child will grow to be a man, following His parents rule.
Surprising the Pharisees with His wisdom at 12, at 30 riling them.
Preaching with authority, healing the incurable, loving the humble.
Women weep repenting at his feet; one's healed by touching his hem.

Zacchaeus risks going into a tree and finds Jesus' salvation so free.
Nicodemus comes at night to ask and ends amazed he's met God's Son
The Woman at the Well gets far more vital water than the usual kind.
And many healed can't but tell others of the miracle God has done.

The babe in the manger now stills the storm and his disciples believe
Even seeing the dead arise, like Lazarus in the tomb for four days.
Foretelling a greater rising coming but not before immense suffering.
The sword Mary was told would pierce her heart is soon on its way.

For most religious leaders cannot tolerate Jesus' lack of respect for them.
Calling them whitewashed tombs and pointing pride out to Pharisees.
Not endearing Himself with the establishment, but following God's way.
Knowing soon He'd be betrayed, arrested, tried and tortured brutally.

Still, he calmly feeds them body bread and blood wine in a final feast.
Tells them the Spirit comes, and prays they'd be one like Father and Son.
Heads to the Garden, prays to His Father for another way if possible.
Your will be done ends and the soldiers come and with Judas kiss it's done.

The most pure, innocent Man who's ever lived is now in hostile hands.
A trial by dark without witness or any rights – and off to Pontius Pilate.
Then Herod then back to Pilate whose wife dreamed Jesus was innocent.
But the people's cries to crucify win over – Jesus caught in intrigue's net.

The child of Bethlehem now hung on a Cross between two criminals.
The Light of the World by darkness and our sins is being slowly slain.
Feeling forsaken by God, but then "Into Your hands I commit my spirit."
Reunited and soon to show the world that this Child was no ordinary one.

Risen as Jesus predicted, for how can death conquer everlasting, perfect life?
From childhood to adult not one sin, not once yielding to Satan's temptations.
Proving we can have life eternal if we confess and believe in Jesus as our Savior.
Calling His followers in risen form to await the Spirit and share Christ to the nations


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The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries

The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries.

Epochs apart, yet,
bound by conscience,

Buddha, 
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

Enduring the whispers of time,
through creeds professed,
sermons preached,
and a million sins confessed.

Though,

the essence,
of these banished revolutionaries,
is ceremonially muted by ritual,
and gleefully crushed under,
grandiose edifices,
that serve Religion Inc.

"And the meek shall inherit the earth",
an incendiary thought,
conveniently discarded,
for the pie in the sky that must be sought.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
stings.
stabs,
whispers still,
for us to hear,
through the din of the cacophony of prayer.

Buddha,
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
persists,
each day that we choose,
to shun the meek,
and mouth conscience-salving prayers,

for yet more silver,
and yet more silk.


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ignorance of the truth is no different than fear

 Jeremiah 10 OH oh christmas tree oh christmas tree how have you lied to thee 


santa claus is a black man jesus is white with blonde hair and blue eyes 
how much longer must we listen to these ridiculous lies???
    God is love God is good God is great 
but i bet you didnt know that God can hate!!(Malachi 1:2-3)
    you say open your heart come to God come to truth 
but did you know your God delights in destroying you?(Deuteronomy 28:63)
   you celebrate christmas and easter as if it were so
but the devil has kept you out of the loop out of the know 
   two calendar months were added to the year 
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear 
   july for julius ceasar and august for augustus ceasar complete this revolution 
but you believe in the pagan traditions with no proof or absolution 
   september was the seventh month 
october was the eighth 
november was the ninth 
december was the tenth 
do you still believe dec 25 was the day jesus was sent?
   the bible says they have eyes but can not see and ears but can not hear (Ezekiel 12:2)
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear 
  you give gifts once a year and celebrate his birth 
he died for all our sins is that all that he is worth?
  you love to nail the law of moses to the cross 
and in doing so youre sending a message saying the message is lost 
  jesus didnt come to abolish the law he came to fulfill them (Matthew 5:17)
but it is the devil in you that is determined to conceal them 

Ezekiel 12:2
"Son of man, you are living among a rebellious people. They have eyes to see but do not see and ears to hear but do not hear, for they are a rebellious people

Deuteronomy 28:63
Just as it pleased the LORD to make you prosper and increase in number, so it will please him to ruin and destroy you. 

Malachi 1:2-3
. “Yet I have loved Jacob 3 but Esau I have hated. I have laid waste his hill country and left his heritage to jackals

Matthew 5:17
Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them.


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O Little Town of Bethlehem

O Little Town of Bethlehem “2 But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times.” Micah 5:2 NIV O Little Town of Bethlehem, Prophesied from ancient times of old, As the place where Christ was to be born; Worshiped with frankincense, myrrh and gold. The simple birth was unnoticed By most who lived there. They didn’t see the bright star in the heavens— Of this birth were unaware. If it hadn’t been for the angels, Who visited the shepherds that night, And for the wise men who sought Him, His birth would have lacked sight. His own hadn’t studied their Scriptures, So were ignorant at the time, That in the Little Town of Bethlehem, Salvation was delivered as human yet divine. God uses the simplest things To confound the so-called wise; Pagans to announce a Savior— Only God Himself could devise. O Little Town of Bethlehem, How important you became; Not important to men on earth, But prophesied by God by name. O Little Town of Bethlehem, No inn could you provide For the most important birth In the whole of this world wide. Although you were considered insignificant, You were chosen by heaven To be the place of Jesus’ birth— The greatest gift to man God-given. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com From my Christmas Edition of Poetry to Touch Your Heart & Soul [Christmas Edition]


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My Perfect Christmas Gift

On christmas eve I wait
sitting by the door
wishing he would come
but not hoping any more

In my heart I know he won't
so I don't know why I wait
I think that I should go to bed
it's getting awfully late

I wake up in the morning 
to a damp pillow near my head
then I hear a voice down stairs 
and I sit up in my bed

I run down the hall 
to the living room to see
the greatest gift that anyone
could ever give to me

my father's sitting on the couch
it's then I finally know
that god listend to my prayers
all that's missing is the bow.


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Snow From God

snow falls lightly 
from the sky up above
soflty falling down
like the feather of a dove

each snow flake is different
like each one of us
falling to the ground
like snow often does

it's steals away breath
this brilliant thing
so pure and refreshing
like the songs angels sing

they sing for remembrance
of God and his sun
throwing down these white tokens
to say winter has begun

white is for birth
the birth of baby christ
white is for hope
that things are alright

each flake that falls 
from the sky up above
is a gift from God
telling us we are loved



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What If Christmas NEVER Came

What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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What If Christmas Never Came


What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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What If Christmas Never Came

What If Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus wasn’t born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble and in danger!

If  Jesus wasn’t born...  There’d be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

As many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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Do we put Jesus in a Box contest

God came down and became a man
He wanted to fully understand
Since the consequence for sin has always been death
Jesus had to Indore our punishment up until his very last breath
He became the ultimate sacrifice
So all mankind did not have to pay the price
His 33 years on this earth science can fully prove, and his horrific death was recorded in history
The miracles Jesus performed, to a believer, hold no questions or mysteries
Many struggle with the concept that Jesus was God in man form
However, he did this so he could guide us through our life storms
God knew there was no other way
To save man from their future judgment day
He saw that humans had limited power 
To resist temptation and be their own strong tower
So he sent his son to die for me and you
So we could live in heaven someday too
The only thing you must do is receive
Accept Jesus in your heart and truly believe,
Something so simple has become so hard,
For many in this world are deeply scarred
They question his goodness and question if he cares
For life can be extremely unfair
he never said we wouldn’t suffer pain
that the hurricanes would not saturate us with torrential rains
However He did promise he would give us peace
That we would walk through troubles with his release
He promises to turn it all around for our good
He has been misrepresented and misunderstood
There is a purpose for all who trust in him
He assures us that if you are his child, you win!
Yet, so many put Jesus in a box
Pull him out like old Christmas socks
Once or twice a year
go to church, say a prayer and then disappear
forgetting that God has feelings too
And that he is desperately in love with you
Many believe the lie that he is mad
That they are to damaged and have been too bad
They overlook that his love has never changed
Humans walk away from him, Jesus always stays the same
Don’t underestimate his grace and power
That can transform you in your darkest hour
You don’t have to believe me 
Ask him yourself and you will see
You never know until you try
Don’t be ignorant; he is not just a theory in the sky
He is everywhere, at anytime 
It is your wellbeing that is on his mind
So during this holiday season
Don’t forget to celebrate the real reason
The birth of Christ
Is what gives each person a chance at a new life
He is no respecter of persons, and he is not counting your sins
He’s waiting for you with his hand stretched out 
Begging you to let him in.

By: Sabina Nicole
12/3/11





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My Christmas Tree

O Christmas Tree!O Christmas Tree!
Thy light  illuminates the room;
O Christmas Tree!O Christmas Tree!
Thy light  illuminates the room;
Not only sparks during the night,
But also when the Sun gives light,
O Christmas Tree!O Christmas Tree!
Thy light  illuminates the room.

O Christmas Tree!O Christmas Tree!
Much joy I have when my heart`s free,
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much joy I have when my heart`s free,
How delightful to feel so glee,
when I gaze at my Christmas tree;
O Christmas Tree!O Christmas Tree!
Much joy I have when my heart`s free.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy green leaves glitter in the night,
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy green leaves glitter in the night;
From base to apex;pretty  view,
This display of splendor,still new,
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy green leaves glitter in the night.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How rarely endowed God made thee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How rarely endowed God made thee!
Death of Christ on tree has free me,
This! angels are  happy to  see,
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How rarely endowed God made thee!




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Tradition

Boy, all I can say is one word, tradition.
It’s a mind set ingrained in our thoughts, and in our nation.
Although Christmas and Easter aren’t mentioned in the Holy Bible.
God has His traditions also, they are His Holy Festivals yet we continue to ignore them and trash our spiritual revival.

Today as so called holidays are in full swing, as Christians we pray.
That our nation realizes that our moral compass has lost God’s path in every way.
Man he’s always made excuses not wanting to listen to God he’s stubborn.
The devil is predominant in most people’s lives yet, he fails to listen to the Father, and His laws are easy but stern.

God says put no other God before me.
It’s not this writer speaking its God’s loving spirituality.
The Holy Bible is very clear about this.
Believing that the “Word” is the Son of God, Christ Jesus.

Christmas, Easter, are pagan holidays and it angers the Lord of Lords.
Remember all truths are in the Holy Bible see what Jesus says, He’s “The Word.”
Yes love and cheer is predominant this time of year.
Yet, “The Word” and what God says is very clear.

So on this coming Christmas pray that you see what the Father tells “Us”.
The evil one is still at large corrupting men, corrupting “The Word” our Savior Jesus.
God says in the Holy Bible let the Bible interpret God’s “Word” and to observe His Festivals.
Not those traditions set before man by the Evil Deceiver not just to love at yearly intervals.

The Holy Bible tells “Us” specifically that Jesus wasn’t born on this day.
Going back to the traditions of Babylon, see what the Bible says about this what we do and how we pray.
Just by not being in the Holy Bible these days should make “Us” truly see.
That God is God, His will be done, and by doing His laws and edicts wrong not observing His true Festivals corrupts our soul spiritually.


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The Spirit of Christmas

John and Bath, short for Bathsheba Adams, were quite a pair.  Nothing ever got them down, except maybe an occasional cold.  Even then she would take hers out into the cold winter day of the back parking lot of the slum tenement building.  Where, there, she would nudge three of the fifteen cats trying to climb her double tattered blue jeans, out of the way, in order to stand and offer her cold up to God, seeing that it was all she had to offer Him and really she would be grateful, as well as giving up her only possession.   She often asked God why He didn’t seem inclined to come and keep them company, because she believed in Him heart, body and soul and talked to him constantly because John just got tired of listening.  She and John loved each other and no other.  She hadn’t worked steadily in Lord knows when.  John on the other hand got hurt on the job just before he was vested in company rights and the pitiful settlement he received was long gone.  He was left as barely good company for Bath, telling her over and over to just wait ‘til “he gets back on his feet” literally.  But that is not an option any longer, so Bath feels the need to keep him company. They really only had what you might call one vice.  That being because you might say they were wasting good money for no good reason.  They religiously bought two, one dollar lottery tickets every day that passed.  Well, there it was, the day before Christmas and Bath didn’t have money but for one ticket.  Well, she hotfooted down through Chinatown because there were still barbers there who would buy hair and she wanted to give John a special lottery ticket for Christmas.  The deal done she was cold as the mischief and begging God not to let her sinus get worse as she headed through the light rain for those lottery tickets.  John, meanwhile was hobbling down to get his ticket.  She always insisted that he walk to the corner himself so if he won he would feel like he had bought the ticket.  The rascal stopped and sold his crutch.  Can you belive, for $1 he sold his crutch.  Well, to cut to the chase, some friends carried him home after he bought the ticket.  Beth came in and after a bowl of soup, they had a prayer and wished each other merry Christmas and exchanged the two tickets which were the gifts.  Well, my story ends here.  I'm not going to tell you one or both won the lottery.  But in the spirit of Christmas I will say they lived quite long, and they were very happy while they lived. 


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Christmas Jubilee

Christmas was always about God for me,
It was memories, inner fullness…Begotten-Boy.
Because God was the point, God’s Son died bravely.

Christmas was about giving pure heart’s bouquet.
Finding dreams, wishes, and bringing home joy,
Christmas was always about God for me.

Father’s gift held the secret of wisdom set free
Of hoping and caring and loving enjoyed.
It is about God, Calvary, and forgiveness, you see.

When December wonder is past, does Christ flee?
Flee from the soul, leaving one on self to rely, lost envoy -
Truth.  Christmas was always about God for me.

Once a year Christmas marks God’s gift sent for me.
By faithfully gluing my lost self to Jesus, I found joy.
Because God sacrificed His Son, I am set free.

I know that in heaven there was great jubilee.
When this hollowed out husk of me, by sin destroyed
Found Christmas to be about God and me.
I know it is so; my faith sets me free.
 
© July 29, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


Written for the “Critcise ME, Take mY Verse & Turn it inside out Make YOUR own! Contest”  Sponsored by: 
Deborah Guzzi  POEM SELECTED: “Christmas Blues”, which she posted on July 19, 2010


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No Lord not again

I cannot believe what I see before my eyes,
speechless as I read...

too familiar is this scene,
repeating once again, surreal as if I'm back in time...

I once was near when the unthinkable happened,
Columbine, flowering youths cut down in teen prime.

I watched in horror as two souls entered, repeated over and over 
the media; what a circus, as stories began to break...

I witnessed in my own back yard, as innocent lives vanished
'Why? What is the purpose, I did not know', I wept for each and every soul. And cried aloud "How can you be?"

trying to avoid the repetitive media, over and over again...
a christian channel offered me hope, and asked one simple thing.

Fall to my knees, and ask HIM into my life, to do with what he will,
surrender to his Grace and Mercy, 

My life changed that day, so many years ago Columbine Columbine....
we thought you were the last.

As many of my peers in education stood, in terror, disbelief and anger of having no control. "Why? What is the purpose?" our innocent's, so young, so sweet, so worshiped by their families, so unforgivable this one unthinkable act .

One woman weeping, I ask if she's alright...
She looked at me and said, Someone's Christmas present is underneath a tree; it won't be opened on Christmas eve.

Another walked up, and clobbered my arm..."What the hell is going on?"
It's alright, if its what they need to do. God saved me, and humbled me...oh Columbine why? I can not say, nor will I try, for only God knows the master plan.

But like with me that somber day, back in Columbine. I pray that someone far from God, was softened just enough...

to fall to their knees and ask "God Please"
enter my life tonight.... 

Let an awakening occur...one united universal voice ring out.
No more bloodshed, no more death. Our children our the innocents and our future in them rests...

To utter the words "I'm sorry" or "you're in my prayers' seems so hollow right now. By faith alone, I can only say...let the heavens open and radiant light shine down, on the simple all American place called Newtown..


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What Is Christmas About

What is Christmas all about?  Santa and his elves?
Gifts we give to someone else?  Gifts we get ourselves?
Decorations on a tree?  Hoping snow will fall?
Trips to see a family?  That’s not it at all.
Christmas is about a time God looked down on man,
Saw him in a sinful state, and devised a plan.
Christmas is about a place here upon this earth
Where God sent His precious Son through a virgin birth.
Christmas is about a man and his wife-to-be
Sitting in a stable small, now a family.
Christmas is about a Babe born that quiet night
With an angel choir above looking at the sight.
Christmas is about some men there upon a hill
Hearing angel choirs that night when it had been still.
Christmas is about these words whispered near the inn:
“His name will be Jesus Christ, He’ll save us from our sin.”
Christmas is about the plan for this child who came:
Dying on a rugged cross in agony and shame.
Dying so all men could be by God justified
When they trusted in His Son who there hung and died.
Christmas is about God’s Son, not about the elves,
Not about the gifts we give or that we get ourselves.
Christmas is about a life we can live again,
Washed much whiter than the snow from our every sin.
Christmas is about a tree where His blood was given
To make us His family and a home in heaven.
What is Christmas all about?  Oh, I hope you know
That it is about God’s love that to us He shows.
When you come to Him by faith, you will sing and shout,
For you’ll really know right then what Christmas is about.


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'Twas the Night Before Christmas

 'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS


			'Twas the night before Christmas in Bethlehem town
			When the glory of God shone all around

			It was first seen in a bright shining star
			Viewed by wise men in the east from afar

			It was seen by shepherds keeping watch o'er their sheep
			While the people in town were all fast asleep

			God's glory was seen by angels on high
			As they sang praises to God from up in the sky

			It was seen by the animals in a stable so bare
			As the Baby called Jesus, that night, was born there

			The Baby's mother, Mary, saw God's glory too
			And her husband, Joseph, as he knelt down to view

			The glory of God, as seen in a child
			Born in a stable, so meek and so mild

			Now on Christmas Day, as we all celebrate
			The birth of our Savior, who grew to be great

			Let's all call to mind what a beautiful sight
			To see God's glory on that first Christmas night


     Curtis Moorman
     9 November 2008

	


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Christmas

	Why do we celebrate?
We forget the real reason,
The reason we come together
This Christmas Season.
	We celebrate
The day of Your birth,
We call it Christmas
Here on Earth.


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Deep Space Christmas

                 Deep Space Christmas

God is busy this time of year attending to the billions
People’s needs, guiding reindeer, assisting Santa, counting souls
Helping with the naughty/nice boys and girls 
Even Craigslist needs some tweaking here and there
And other things too numerous to know or mention here

God is the great Creator out there at all times
At Christmas He moves faster than the speed of light
He has to keep up with popular demands 

Stars and universes don’t create themselves you know
He rides great rivers of dark matter like a magic carpet
That move along ribbons of space and time

Cosmic phenomena built on great speeds increasing every second
Millions of parsecs wide and longer than known universes
They curve through cosmic landscapes and glide to the beyond

God looks out at the great black void
And with legions of pretty angels by His side
The wondrous design begins again  

Everyone knows that thousands of angels can dance on the head of a pin
It is common knowledge that each celestial creature has that gift
They carry within their deep deep pockets, (just below the wings)
Thousands of other angels dancing on their own individual pins

But did you know these same tiny angels grow?
They expand larger than most universes
With multi-color baskets by their side 

God directs them to toss assorted planets
From blue baskets into the great unknown
Over there to be precise, to the right and upward
And somewhat just beyond that spot

The yellow baskets have suns and quasars with special protective shields
To shield the angels from wing singes and radiation fields
They throw thousands at a time by pure design
And since suns are too hot to handle, they throw them fast and throw a lot

Black baskets hold black holes, dark matter and a scattering of exotic things
God pulls them out real slow due to weight considerations and mysteries

Orange baskets hold more void but more about that later
We don’t want to distract you from the Creator

Back at Earth He takes his favorite creation by the hands
Men and women die all the time
He looks at each and every one of them with His bright kind eyes 
At that moment they are the only thing in His universe

Don’t cry.  You are not applying for a job
He holds them as his own and welcomes them home 
So grab a basket from an angel and let’s get back to work
Universes don’t build themselves you know
 
  
 


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out Of Christmas?

Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name.
We often forget about the true reason that Christ came.

It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.”
It’s true meaning, is often, taken away!

It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights…
It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright!

It’s more than going shopping at the malls…
More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!”

It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for.
Or that clearance sale,
  you’re willing “to die for!”

It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.”
Or receiving a gift that may
 “cause an embarrassment.”

Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in.
Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him!

Let’s think about his birth, and his
 death on the cross!
Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost!

He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed!
Won’t you listen to his voice?  That often goes unheeded?

Christ is what’s important!  And shouldn’t be left out!
He’s what matters! And is what
 Christmas is all about!

Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came!
And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name!

By Jim Pemberton    11/05/12


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Meaning of christmas

The meaning of christmas
Isnt about Santa Claus.
Isnt about presents.
Isnt about christmas music.
It's about christ being
Born on christmas day.
So we celebrate,
To remember our
Christ Being born in a manager.
Cause God sent us his Son
To be a scarifice.
And save us from
Being damned to our sin.


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Shepherd Boy

Once more in the Christmas spirit - - - 

Shepherd Boy

First I saw the East Star, shining Oh so bright
Then I heard the voices through the silent night
It was the angels singing stories from the past
About the prophets’ prophecies – the Messiah’s come at last
They led me to a stable where a babe was fast asleep
And once there at the stable; tears of joy I’d weep
For lying in the manger, his head upon the hay
I saw the new born baby and heard the angels say
	Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And all of my world stood still

Then I looked and the stable was crowded
The shepherds had all come to see
What all the angels had told them
And who this Messiah might be
A babe, just a babe in a manger
One the angels had said would be king
And the glow of love shown in that manger
When the angels again start to sing
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               Whom all of our dreams will fulfill

We all fell to our knees in the manger
Praised God in the heavens above
And knew in our hearts that this newborn
Would be of God’s greatness and love
And then in the brightness of morning
We finally left then alone
For this child must grow to a young man
Before his true calling is known
But all of us shepherds were changed now
By everything we had observed
Of seeing our Lord in the manger
And His praises from angels we heard
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And this love of God’s with us still

Mdailey	


	

 


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Sleep My Child

Silent night, Holy night,
Sleep my child until light.
God has sent His angels to you
To keep you safe the whole night through.
Sleep to my lullaby
Sleep to my lullaby.

Christmas morn, Christmas morn
The Christ Child has been born,
To bring the world sweet peace and love,
A Christmas gift from God above.
Praising God for his birth.
Praising God for his birth.


Written for Brian Strand's contest.won 8th place


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IF CHRISTMAS DIDN'T EXIST

Imagine how sad December would seem
if Christmas didn't exist; only the chill
and wind would be felt through the frozen bones,
nobody would live in these northern, frigid zones. 


What was the true purpose of Jesus's birth?
Some even would say that it never occurred,
and why would the Magi travel long days
and nights to pay homage to the humblest of Kings?


It was prophesied by Isaiah in the Old testament and the Wise Men believed him,
following with awe the biggest and brightest star that they had ever seen;
and didn't it seem strange that God would choose those simple shepherds
to be the first to hear that message sung by a thousands of angels?


Wouldn't you be happy when a child cries out and enters life?
Wouldn't you celebrate that event with overwhelming joy and grace?
The same way Jesus entered this world to suffer and die,
and if Christmas didn't exist, who would remember who He was?


Wouldn't that envious angel, whom God expelled from Heaven with haste,
laugh loudly, knowing that we don't worship Him in spirit and faith? 
Fallen Angels are the eternal enemies of this Child, who atoned our sins
by paying with His precious blood...to vindicate the Devil's astute lies!


If Christmas didn't exist, some unbelievers would shout and rejoice,
happy to erase Christ's redemptive message from the earth's surface...
contradicting the Scriptures themselves and the Divinity behind it!
Didn't Herod the Great hate Jesus, fearing He would have become the new King?


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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Does the Message of Christmas Offend You

Does the Message of Christmas Offend You?

I know of many who got somewhat “defensive.”
It has to do with something, they find “offensive.”

This seems to be the direction this country’s going.
People getting offended…  And it’s showing!

The very appearance of a cross is “offensive.”  It seems!
Many get offended by what the Christmas message brings!

Some try to get Christian symbols taken away.
It makes one wonder about this Christmas day.

The words “happy holiday” seem to take it’s place!
Just look at the expressions on a person’s face!

The nativity scene seems to be a thing of the past.
As people try to “rush” through
 this holiday fast!

If the true meaning of Christmas seems to offend you!
Simply look at the works of God,
 that surround you!

It was HIS love that sent the baby Jesus, down to earth.
So that one day, through him,
we can have a NEW birth!

A new life in Christ, is HIS message and meaning!
The greatest gift of all…  
You can be receiving!

Won’t you take some time, from all of life’s stress?
And allow Jesus inside, so you can be blessed?

Let all come to Christ! Both near and a far!
He still shines today!  Like the Christmas star!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Does the Message of Christmas Offend You

Does the Message of Christmas Offend You?

I know of many who got somewhat “defensive.”
It has to do with something, they find “offensive.”

This seems to be the direction this country’s going.
People getting offended…  And it’s showing!

The very appearance of a cross is “offensive.”  It seems!
Many get offended by what the Christmas message brings!

Some try to get Christian symbols taken away.
It makes one wonder about this Christmas day.

The words “happy holiday” seem to take it’s place!
Just look at the expressions on a person’s face!

The nativity scene seems to be a thing of the past.
As people try to “rush” through
 this holiday fast!

If the true meaning of Christmas seems to offend you!
Simply look at the works of God,
 that surround you!

It was HIS love that sent the baby Jesus, down to earth.
So that one day, through him,
we can have a NEW birth!

A new life in Christ, is HIS message and meaning!
The greatest gift of all…  
You can be receiving!

Won’t you take some time, from all of life’s stress?
And allow Jesus inside, so you can be blessed?

Let all come to Christ! Both near and a far!
He still shines today!  Like the Christmas star!

By Jim Pemberton   12/5/13


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Crown



_____________________________________ in Christ we rejoice with thanksgiving we lift our hands skyward - chanting..... a gift of Christmas of simple words and Psalms of His Great Love - Our King..... _______________+++__________________


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By God's Decree

Emperor Augustus made a decree
No option was given to disagree
Each person must travel to their own town
To take the census ordered by the crown

The census occurred to figure the tax
Emotions were tense, no one could relax
Though family matters called for delay
Joseph made the decision to obey

They made the journey, Mary great with child
Up to Bethlehem, now busy and riled
Unable to acquire a resting place
A stable was located by God’s grace

In this environment, rude, cold, and cruel
A baby was born, a heavenly jewel
In that lonely barn smelling of manure
They fashioned a bed for this child so pure

In the atmosphere of Caesar’s command
The crowds failed to notice what God had planned
To accomplish a mission of high degree
God sent His son as heaven’s deportee

But to the shepherds on the hillsides near
A throng of singing angels did appear
Their voices could not hold back the story,
Of His majesty, purpose, and glory

This child would address man’s misbehavior
Through sacrifice, forgive, be our savior
Deliver us from sinful sways and strays
Bring peace to all who would follow His ways

The shepherds hurried to town with great glee
One so marvelous they wanted to see
Seeing, they reported all that they knew
Jesus is His name, He came to save you.



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WHAT IS-TRUE MEANING FOR A CHRISTMAS TREE

Jesus is the Divine Reason for Glorious Christmas Season

I wondered.. What’s Christmas tree for?
What does a Tree have to do with Christmas anyways?
Why should we have a Christmas tree?
I don't have a tree-I mean really-what’s point?
I mean- yes-Trees are Beautiful
(yes-Tree for Santa-put presents under for children)

But What??? I mean
What is the True meaning?
As I asked.. my Lord in prayer
This is what My Lord revealed unto me
WHAT IS-TRUE MEANING FOR A CHRISTMAS TREE?

TREE REPRESENTS:The Tree of Life
All Eternal Life shall be given through Jesus Christ

BRANCHES REPRESENT:Jesus is Vine-We are Branches
Once Born-again-in Christ (Tree of Life)
(He is in us-We are in Him) Body of Christ
Christ in You---in the Hope of Glory--Together Eternity

LIGHTS- REPRESENTS:Eternal Souls
Souls who are Born-again-turned to Christ
Embraces God's Light of Christ
Receives Holy Spirit within You—Eternally Shines

BULBS- REPRESENT: Fruits of the Spirits
Souls Witnessing-Followers of Christ-Shining God's Light
Walking Talking always in Love, Truth, Compassion
Tender-Hearted unto all Souls

TENSILE REPRESENTS: Streams Spreading Love
Sparkling-Shining God’s light

GARLAND REPRESENTS: Strength of Holy Spirit entwines
(Interweaves within Tree) flowing through Tree of Life

 STAR REPRESENT:Star of Bethlehem-Star of David
The Morning Star:God’s Glorious Divine Light Shining 
upon Our Savior---babe-in Manger

PRESENTS REPRESENT:Love between each other
Giving from out Hearts-Loving, Sharing –Caring, Compassion

As I in Awe
then wondered 
But...What about the Unbelievers?
My Lord what about them.. for you didn't mention them
As I continued on.. I asked My Lord. 
What about those Souls
Who are unbelievers?

This is what my Lord revealed to me
Reason why there is no unbelievers 
On the Tree.. Because…   It is The Tree of Life..
Those whom are unbelievers 
Have not obtained their place…
Unbelievers are Not Born-again 
Unbelievers Not receive Eternal Life -of Light

Come take you place
Receive God’s Divine Grace
Come to Jesus
Be Born-again
Then Receive Holy Spirit
Divine Light of Christ inside of thee
Your Life-Light Will Forever Shine

Ps.. Revealed- Wow!
My Lord if this be so.. Please Forgive me
I would Love then to have the Biggest Tree Ever
Then God Blessed me
I was given a 7.5 Colorado Spruce Christmas Tree & All the Fixings
Wow!  Ever so Beautiful.. Praise’s Be to God Almighty
God is Amazing.. isn't He???


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The Greatest Gift

Away in a manger no crib for his bed
Christmas is the greatest story I’ve read

A God for a father it was a virgin that gave birth
To the greatest blessing that ever walked this earth

People from all nations every race and creed
Reflect for a moment on what others may need 

Before I start on the presents or share in the glee
God I humbly thank you for sending your son unto me

I do wish you all a Merry Christmas and I ask you all to pray
Remember the shelters when the giving spirit comes your way

Even the most adamant nonbelievers whether they admit it not
Knows Christmas is the most blessed day that every year has got



I wrote this poem for Brian's Advent
Poetry contest. The Homeless shelters
are always in need of donations this
time of year, Please consider helping
them if you can. God Bless, MJ



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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Time Here Well Spent

Where does time go...
Does anyone know....

My childhood zipped by light a streak of lighting in the skies,
I look back and say, boy how times flies!

A mother and a grandmother too,
Time is still passing and there is so much left to do.

I talk to God to see if I was doing ok in His eye,
I sitting and waiting on His reply.

Since I don't know how much time I have left on this God created land,
I will continue to love and help where I can.

My current plan is to feed a family a week throughout the month of December,
...as I have had needy days and nights as far back as I can remember.

This is not a task, but a true,true Blessing,
I wish I that I could more than half of what they are requesting...

As this will come later, God Will and His way,
As I fullfill these Blessings I ask that you ALL pray.

Happy Holidays!


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HOPE OF THE MAGI

On a dark, mysterious and cloudless night,
A shooting star traces its way from the east.
God’s shining divine messenger glows bright—
Directing the Wise Men’s excursion for peace.

Knowing even God’s folly can only satisfy, 
The Magi choose not to ignore this holy clue.
They set out trailing this light in the sky
With promises of the Prince of Peace in view.

With no gifts fit to endow the sacred family of God,
They bear two symbols of man’s generosity and gold.
Guided by the divine grace above on they trod
With sublime visions of God’s realm to behold.


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A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU

~A Merry Christmas To You~ (Free Verse) Christmas is much fun, is a special time To meet family and also friends, Glad you can be with me now here The best of my love I send it all to you. The Christmas Tree looks so cheery and great Decorations glow happily, all around Lights that fill whole rooms, with such warmth Dreams and hopes to go all around. Boxes and packages done with much love, Waiting all to be open by loving hands, I wish you all the best Merry Christmas ever And each day of the New Year too. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 December,15,2014 HAPPY MERRY CHRISTMAS 2014 TO YOU ALL!


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Christmas 365

I'm still enjoying the gift. Praise God! Christmas is not over for me. I'm still shouting 
in victory not for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Do you want to enjoy and celebrate Christmas 365 for the rest of your life? Read John 3:16. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." God gave you a gift. God gave one to me. Did you open it, or is it still sitting there unwrapped waiting for you? I can only advise you to open it by saying this:” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that 
trusteth in him.” God loves His children tremendously so He gave us the gift of life 
and life more abundantly by giving us His son with a mission to save us all by dying 
on the cross at Calvary. He was conceived immaculately and was born to heal the 
hearts that are torn. He lived on the planet earth and performed His first miracle at 
a wedding. And he performed many more in his life and still is right now. He knew 
His purpose He died and rose on the third day with all power of the earth and 
heaven in His hands so that you, me, your family can finally walk in destiny and live 
eternally. Yes forever be alive. I love my gift. It took me awhile to unwrap it, but as 
soon as I did my life is not the same. I’m still enjoying the gift. Christmas is not over 
for me. I’m still shouting in victory for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact 
that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Yes He came with a 
mission for all of us to be forever alive. That is why I celebrate Christmas 365.

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever 
believeth in Him shall not perish nut have everlasting life." John 3:16
” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.” 
Psalms 34:8
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life 
and have it abundantly.” John 10:10

wrote 12-26-10


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Grown Up in the Holiday Season

I remember as a child
There was something wild
About Christmas

Decorating the tree
Feeling so happy
On that day

With toys and treats
The way I would eat
On the 25th 

Watching the lights 
Turn on each night
For this season

But I grew older
He was the shoulder
I could cry

He had power to heal
The way it would steal
My heart

So now I sit and pray
About this day
I love you Jesus

Merry Christmas








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I Remember the Day

I Remember the Day
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

I can remember the day like yesterday,
When the snowfall brought much glee,
One Florida church made a wish that year.
Flakes of snow they wanted to see.
Praying with hope, they entreated their God,
Asking together on knees. 
“We are so poor and no gifts will there be
For the Christmas tree this year,”
But they trusted in Heavenly Father's love.
I in their eyes great faith saw--
There were dreams that they dreamed and truly believed
“Send Christmas snow, God please.”

To show their great faith in God for the snow,
Paper snowflakes one by one,
Appeared each day in the bright sunlight
Thrilling, enchanting, and fun.
Then, many other people came,
When the snowflakes they did see,
They stayed to pray with those poor that day.
Snowflakes taped where others could see.

Some people not nearly as faithful as these 
Came mocking the poor folks’ glee.
And that was the reason (as many know,
In this place of poverty)
That the snow wish to God was repeated 
Saying, “Snowflakes, send to us please.”

And the snowflakes they cut for the window with care
Were like snowflakes school children make
With glittery paper of white
And one of the mockers that came there to fight
Remembered the good Lord above
Then, joined in the joy shared that night
And helped make many snowflakes with love.

Thus, Christmas never comes that I don't think about
The snowflakes that appeared one by one.
For the wish that they made was like no other wish
Those poor who had faith to believe
And all that they asked for from Father above
Were snowflakes in Florida showing God's love.
And that's what He gave them Christmas Day.
In the snow that God gave children played.


This is based on a true story...  It took place at a State Welfare Office, not a Church.


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Religious Thoughts

Mistletoe hung o’er alabaster Angels Wreathes of holly Wrapped round a morose marble God At times I’m charmed By thoughts of Gods and Angels… And yet at other times I find religion rather odd


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Christmas Is Dead

Christmas once brought all the people joy
Santa bringing presents for the girls and boys
Shrieks of delight could be heard on Christmas Day
As the children unravelled all their toys to play
And the parents as well spreading good cheer
Be it strangers or friends all the same that time of year
Remembering long ago the birth of our Lord
That beautiful child who Mary adored
Even man to man in the trenches they ceased
Fighting the war on that day of peace
Crossing the lines where their dead friends had lain
Remembering our Lord as brothers again
All that is gone now the streets filled with blood
The inhumanity of man only seen wearing hoods
It's the innocent who suffer the one's who don't know
Why they lost their limbs well maybe God knows
For the lepers of society who fight in his name
They're making more bombs ready to maim
And now all the people in this country will dread
The coming of December now Christmas is dead.