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I laid my head down, upon blanket of cotton weave.
Maybe soft like the one Jesus was wrapped, in a swaddling sleeve.
It was at last Christmas tomorrow, an this was the eve.
But in Santa I no longer now have reason to believe.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
We still today give our Lord praise. (chorus)
The wise men were swirling in my thoughts tonight
Thoughts of Jesus once cradled in his mothers arms so tight.
The spirt of the night glistened in the candles twinkling light
I searched among my memories of better days with all my might.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Many not all still love our lord in so many many ways (chorus)
But all I could think of was the expense it brought to familes.
Credit cards extended to limits, depts, homeless with chilling extremeties.
I wonder what Jesus might say as this once was his birthday.
If he were here might he gather his deciples for yet to again pray.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Friends of families all come and go some astray (chorus)
Why does misfortune affect so many with extreme debt?
Depression claims have of this God fearing world from finance fret
I try to understand as I am an adult now you see
But this world it stll so much baffles me.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Bills and credit cards of all who get a pay (chorus)
If we were really celebrating his birth, are we if his worth,
To bemore appreciative of his fathers creations......one is earth.
God could have given us any thing at all
But he chose a gift more meaningfull, his own son to fall.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
The joy of love and Christ's brotherhood some say (chorus)
He gives his love, his almight power.
He lifts us up in the final hour.
Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Candles lit for the as Christmas approaches day by day. (chorus)
Linda Terrell
November 23, 2009
What is Christmas to you?
Oxen's stall-or-shopping mall,
Mangers with hay-or-non-working day.
Angels at night-or-tinsels and lights,
Shining star-or-credit card.
Shepherds guarding their flock-or-what can be in that shiny red box.
A gift of gold-or-gold to hold.
Peace within-or-a tie again.
Wise men on bended knee-or-having the largest Christmas tree.
Time to reflect and think-or-simply time for a drink.
A time to share-or-gift wrap everywhere.
Celebrating with the family-or-having dinner served by three.
Quiet pause with kids and spouse-or-a highly decorated house.
Fulfilled promise from above-or-crowds and lines, and push and shove.
Silent night-or-partying till daylight.
The first Noel-or-stomp and yell.
The prelude to the Saviour's Cross-or-is it only Santa Claus.
Joy to the world-or-ribbon properly curled,
God come down from eternity-or-"What did you buy for me?"
The virgin birth-or-How much is that present worth?
The reason for the season-or-celebration with no reason.
Promise of life to come-or-"gimme some, give me some"
Smiles and hugs-or-"Bah'Humbug'"
The Birthday of our King-or-something else that needs returning'
Carol's sung by a mighty choir-or-merely chestnuts roasting in the fire.
Giving help to those in need-or-out on the slopes with blinding speed.
A little child's eyes opened wide-or-another chance for a snowmobile ride.
The baby boy-or-simply a brand new toy.
Everyday we are asked to chose,
So much to gain-or-so much to lose.
It's not for me to tell you what to do,
What does Christmas really mean to you?
Arthur Ball (H.S.L.P.)
December 9, 2001
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For thirty years, God's Christmas plan had culminated into a ministry of Love, Hope even
fear and anger. Masses were fed by little, masses were healed, by but a touch of His loving
healing hand. Yet through all this, there was still fear, uncertainty, guile and betrayal.
Even
those chosen to be His Apostles were weary of Him. Even after all He had shown them,
taught them. Yet He foresaw it all, lamentations, denial, betrayal. Then He was brought
before Pilate
a man not wanting to convict nor imprison. Were the Scribes and Priests the ones who really
held power? Where was God? Where was His guidance? Where was His Love for His Son?
Yes God's eternal plan was present, through man to sacrifice His Son, who was willing, for
He understood it must be done, so decreed, Heavenly power fulfilling. To Calvary's Cross,
to suffer such loss, to bury in a tomb for three days, whilst resurrection power had begun to
tower, stone rolled away from the cave. Among Alleluias from Angels on high, parallel to
the Gloria's sung on Christmas Day, where in a manger He lay, God's pure infant Son. Full
circle was present, revealed to mankind, Birth to Death from Eternal obedience , from
manger to cross, the story unfolds, year to year, age to age, still intense, still Celebrated
by those who believe Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ will come again. Let us
proclaim the Mystery of Faith........ In the Eternal Christmas Plan........
This is a Collaborative Narrative From Linda Marie ( Sweetheart) Bariana and myself...
Many Thanks Sweetheart for this piece... We hope you all enjoy the read. Merry Christmas
and Happy New Year.....God Bless
An excellent time of year,
Beautiful decorations to enhance the season,
Christmas an exquisite memory of past and present,
Divine passages at church to praise the Lord,
Excellent and honorable days and nights with relatives and companions,
Future plans and continued progress,
God living amongst us in harmony and praise,
House warm and inviting, cookies and tea for Santa,
Ice cream and cake delights, gingerbread houses and more,
Jellies and jam with bread rolls ,
King is born, Jesus Christ,
Long may the good traditions live,
Mary mother to Jesus,
New tall Christmas tree decorated with God's love,
Over the bells that ring on Christmas day,
Presents under the Christmas tree, wrapped with love and kindness,
Queen and King celebrate royally and elegantly,
Royalty divine and refined and sophisticated,
Songs of Christmas sung by the carolers,
Teacher of humanity, God,
Universally celebrated and accepted as a wonderful blessing,
Very enhanced and strong, guided by Santa and his reindeer,
Where they might appear on Christmas night,
Xtra storybooks bright read Christmas Eve,
You know where this holiday leads,
Zany and welcoming Christmas days and nights.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
A beautiful Christmas day,
Bright warm winter days,
Clouds fluffy and white ,
Decorations on the exquisite Christmas tree,
Each homemade, like cookies or popcorn garlands,
Frost on the window pains, icy and decorative,
Gold and beige velvet ribbons,
Happy and healthy foods at Christmas,
Icicles long and jagged along the rooftops,
Jays blue and white sitting in an evergreen tree,
Kings of the Orient, carrying gifts for the Christ child,
Love and kindness at Christmas
Mary mother of Jesus and wife of Joseph,
Newly fallen snow, fresh and crisp,
Osentacious gatherings enhanced, and sociable,
Praises for the festive season,
Quiet snowflakes falling gently on the earth,
Royal and regal celebrations,
Silent night to be revered,
Tunes of Christmas sung by the choir,
Universal days of friendship and good will,
Variety of entertainment to celebrate the season,
Wealthy winter days filled with favorite sports,
Xtra hours to be together for the winter vacation,
Yesterday and today's Christmases revered,
Zealous ambitions during the Christmas season and thankfulness.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
If I observe the many talents bestowed upon us by the Lord,
I am truly thankful, the power to minister,
The Christmas manager scene, words become a wise philosophy,
Beautiful sounds at Christmas, carols being sung by the choir.
The piano concert, a companion and friend,
A band plays and the Carolers sing,
Enhancing the seniors and their relatives evening.
A theatre performance in the auditorium,
Acted by the gifted performers, days and nights that enhance our lives.
The artists' brush that creates beautiful Christmas cards and pictures,
Photographers that record special days and provide excellent memories,
The writers of books and magazines, poems and stories,
That our days and nights aren't lonely, curl up and read a book that delights,
Excellent days of skiing and skating, performances on television,
Athletes chosen because of their excellence, enhancing God's kingdom,
Singers communicating with their chosen song,
Blessing their audience with their performance,
The Lord's many talent's personified by humanity.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
A symphony of simplicity,
The rugged log cabin with the very tall spruce tree.
Decorated lovingly by the parents and children,
Home made decorations.
Deliciously baked cookies in the shape of Christmas symbols,
A gold ribbon tied to each so you could place the cookie on the tree.
The delicious popcorn and red and green paper chains,
Gold stars cut out of paper and carefully placed on the tree.
The rugged table and chairs set with a beautiful tablecloth,
Candles of beeswax placed on the table with branches of spruce.
The dishes simplistic yet beautiful,
The parents and children wore pioneer fashions.
The women wore long dresses of cotton,
The men wore handsome suits.
Presents homemade with care and love,
Placed under the Christmas tree.
A dinner of home cooked potatoes and roast beef with sauce,
A delectable homemade pie and freshly baked bread.
All cooked by mother and the children,
They all sat at the table, father said a prayer.
Thankful to be together again.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
The Christmas Tree
Angels divine
The many branches
Favorite spruce and pine boughs
Home made popcorn garlands
A beautiful tall evergreen tree
The many bright lights twinkle brightly
Spheres of the rainbow coloured balls and pretty bows
The ringing of golden bells on the exquisite tree branches
Many home made decorations cookies and candy canes and cakes
The tall nutcracker nearby standing tall beside the beautiful christmas tree
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
'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
IS JESUS IN A BOX?
The lights are off, the tree is down
They've all been packed away
In an outbuilding or the attic
To await next Christmas Day
The ornaments all are carefully wrapped
In their individual box
The wreaths and centerpieces
And all the Christmas socks
But where did you put the Baby
Who was in a stable born
Is He packed up and laid away
Until next Christmas morn
Or is He living in your heart
And with you every day
Do you tell others about Him
Or is He packed away
The ornaments and all the lights
Can remain where they are stored
But you have a responsibility
To tell others about our Lord
To keep Him in the attic
To me, is surely wrong
He should be high and lifted up
And your life be filled with song
So don't put Jesus in a box
To be visited once a year
Keep Him in your heart year 'round
And your life will be filled with cheer
Curtis Moorman
Christmas 2004