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The Devotions of Noel

Saturnalia, the pagan worship of winter solstice, the darkest tidings of the year. The birth of our Nazarene most likely September 29th. Like a used car dealer rolling back the odometer, Pope Julius I moved Christ’s birth to December 25th to sign up more pagans at the darkest tidings of the year. For this, the Puritans never celebrated Yuletide, a pagan holiday of sin. Still, rituals of the festive season endure. Sitting in solemn silence on the eve of every Christmas, the Swedes turn their TVs to Donald Duck. So too do the Japanese eat a bucket of KFC while the Ukrainians decorate Christmas trees with fake spider webs. In Greenland, men serve women whale blubber and the Catalonian’s nativity scenes always include a bare-bottomed pooping man. These are the darkest tidings of the year, Christmas is incomplete without them. These are the devotions of Noel.

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Date: 12/28/2020 10:55:00 PM
Thanks for sharing these truths. Likewise, cheering you with blest Christmas spirit, and Holiday season, while sharing "... the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" (Romans 6:23 of the King James Bible). God bless you.
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Thomas Wells
Date: 12/29/2020 9:39:00 AM
Hi Beata, Thankyou for your thoughtful expression of compassion. May you always feel the inward light of God in all your affairs. Happy New Year!
Date: 12/19/2020 11:53:00 PM
Hi Thomas! I like this. I knew The church celebrated Christ’s birthday as a replacement for a pagan holiday, but I never knew these customs in individual countries, especially the one in Catalonia. That’s funny! I also like how you compare Pope Julius I to a used car salesman rolling back the odometer. LOL!
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Date: 12/20/2020 3:04:00 PM
Hi Jennifer, Yes, you can't make this stuff up! I'm glad you liked the poem. Merry Christmas to you.

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