The sleigh was all packed, the reindeer were fed,
But Santa still knelt by the side of the bed.
"Dear Father," he prayed "Be with me tonight.
There's much work to do and my schedule is tight.
I must jump in my sleigh and streak through the sky,
Knowing full well that a reindeer can't fly.
I will visit each household before the first light,
I'll cover the world and all in one night.
With sleigh bells a-ringing, I'll land on each roof,
Amid the soft clatter of each little hoof.
To get in the house is the difficult part,
So I'll slide down the chimney of each child's heart.
My sack will hold toys to grant all their wishes.
The supply will be endless like the loaves and the fishes.
I will fill all the stockings and not leave a track.
I'll eat every cookie that is left for my snack.
I can do all these things Lord, only through You,
I just need your blessing, then it's easy to do.
All this is to honor the birth of the One,
That was sent to redeem us, Your most Holy Son.
So to all of my friends, least Your glory I rob,
Please Lord, remind them who gave me this job."
By Warren D. Jennings
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Christmas is Coming !
This advent season has been so...busy. I love this time of year, but I get so busy that I feel like Sometimes I am rushing right by the meaning. And I do not want to do that. God's gift to the world...salvation through Christ.
On one debate board I post on, we have been debating "faith sharing." It bothers me that people think that if you share your faith, you are imposing Your beliefs on someone else. Christ tells us to share our faith. It is the one thing He really commands. Love one another. That love includes offering others salvation. Giving them the gift of eternal life and the chance to know God the Father, who is so merciful. Christians are not perfect, but we are forgiven.
As a Methodist, I believe that there is no Easter morning without the preperations of Advent of Christ coming again and the Christmas morning in a stable. No Cross on Calvary without a infant worshipped by shepherds.
I want so badly to just focus on that..the forgiveness of sins this holiday season.
On one debate board I post on, we have been debating "faith sharing." It bothers me that people think that if you share your faith, you are imposing Your beliefs on someone else. Christ tells us to share our faith. It is the one thing He really commands. Love one another. That love includes offering others salvation. Giving them the gift of eternal life and the chance to know God the Father, who is so merciful. Christians are not perfect, but we are forgiven.
As a Methodist, I believe that there is no Easter morning without the preperations of Advent of Christ coming again and the Christmas morning in a stable. No Cross on Calvary without a infant worshipped by shepherds.
I want so badly to just focus on that..the forgiveness of sins this holiday season.
Twas the Night Before Christmas -ACLU style
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
There was Santa again, on his annual journeys,
Ensnared in a group of eight tiny attorneys.
They looked pretty grim and they threatened to sue,
So we knew in a flash -- "It's the ACLU!"
They paid us no heed, but went straight to their work,
Handcuffing poor Santa, then said with a smirk:
"This is secular airspace, we can't have a saint
"Flying our flightpaths -- we need some restraint.
"A sleigh full of toys is OK, we suppose,
"But faith-based incursions we've got to oppose."
Litigation on Christmas is something we dread,
So we nestled our children all under their beds
The grinch doesn't scare them, and Scrooge they see through,
But what kids are prepared for the ACLU?
The reindeer were shackled as a further incitement,
Then the lawyers unpackaged a 12-count indictment.
"Merry Christmas to all!" they just had to foreclose
(Though they had no complaint about all the "Ho Hos").
One lawyer objected to Santa's red clothing.
"It's religiously tainted," he said with some loathing.
"Poinsettias (the red ones) everybody must note, are
"A church-state offense in St. Paul, Minnesota!"
Santa's climb up each chimney (one lawyer made mention)
Is a symbolic reference to Jesus' ascension.
And the reindeer, of course, recall the Apostles,
And those who deny it are nothing but fossils.
These lawyers had labored at neighborhood schools,
Making Christmas extinct there as part of the rules.
Praise Kwaanza or Ramadan -- they think it's quite splendid,
But say "Merry Christmas" and you might get suspended.
Our children, God bless them, don't get or recall
Why "inclusiveness" doesn't include them at all,
Why diversity theory (as the lawyers insist) must
Require the annual quashing of Christmas.
In Canada, home of post-everything living,
Now "The 12 Days of Christmas" are "The 12 Days of Giving."
Christmas trees aren't part of their season at all,
They buy "multicultural trees" at the mall.
At a hospital (Catholic) the staff is ashamed
To use the word Christmas, so their tree is misnamed
As a "care tree," though some would prefer "tree of life."
(Why not "tall lit-up flora" to avoid any strife?)
Australians are told they should have no compunctions
Calling parties at Christmastime "end-of-year functions."
The idea is to make Christmas somehow unmentionable,
A tactic I think of as wholly contemptionable.
Instead of "White Christmas" they will probably sing,
"I'm dreaming of a snow day some time in pre-spring."
Here's my suggestion, a harsh one I fear,
Why not call Christmas "Christmas"?
-unknown Author
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
There was Santa again, on his annual journeys,
Ensnared in a group of eight tiny attorneys.
They looked pretty grim and they threatened to sue,
So we knew in a flash -- "It's the ACLU!"
They paid us no heed, but went straight to their work,
Handcuffing poor Santa, then said with a smirk:
"This is secular airspace, we can't have a saint
"Flying our flightpaths -- we need some restraint.
"A sleigh full of toys is OK, we suppose,
"But faith-based incursions we've got to oppose."
Litigation on Christmas is something we dread,
So we nestled our children all under their beds
The grinch doesn't scare them, and Scrooge they see through,
But what kids are prepared for the ACLU?
The reindeer were shackled as a further incitement,
Then the lawyers unpackaged a 12-count indictment.
"Merry Christmas to all!" they just had to foreclose
(Though they had no complaint about all the "Ho Hos").
One lawyer objected to Santa's red clothing.
"It's religiously tainted," he said with some loathing.
"Poinsettias (the red ones) everybody must note, are
"A church-state offense in St. Paul, Minnesota!"
Santa's climb up each chimney (one lawyer made mention)
Is a symbolic reference to Jesus' ascension.
And the reindeer, of course, recall the Apostles,
And those who deny it are nothing but fossils.
These lawyers had labored at neighborhood schools,
Making Christmas extinct there as part of the rules.
Praise Kwaanza or Ramadan -- they think it's quite splendid,
But say "Merry Christmas" and you might get suspended.
Our children, God bless them, don't get or recall
Why "inclusiveness" doesn't include them at all,
Why diversity theory (as the lawyers insist) must
Require the annual quashing of Christmas.
In Canada, home of post-everything living,
Now "The 12 Days of Christmas" are "The 12 Days of Giving."
Christmas trees aren't part of their season at all,
They buy "multicultural trees" at the mall.
At a hospital (Catholic) the staff is ashamed
To use the word Christmas, so their tree is misnamed
As a "care tree," though some would prefer "tree of life."
(Why not "tall lit-up flora" to avoid any strife?)
Australians are told they should have no compunctions
Calling parties at Christmastime "end-of-year functions."
The idea is to make Christmas somehow unmentionable,
A tactic I think of as wholly contemptionable.
Instead of "White Christmas" they will probably sing,
"I'm dreaming of a snow day some time in pre-spring."
Here's my suggestion, a harsh one I fear,
Why not call Christmas "Christmas"?
-unknown Author
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Alrighty Then......
My friend Jen and I were emailing and she sent me the list of people from her blog...because...it has some people we used to "chat" with on it. and I saw this on her website..so, I decided to check it out being the sci fi fan I am.....
Just Call me....
Just Call me....
Christians - By Maya Angelou
Christians - By Maya Angelou
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple soul
Who receives God's good grace,somehow.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple soul
Who receives God's good grace,somehow.
Friday, December 02, 2005
My December
It is December already. Can you believe it? This year has flown by in the blink of an eye.
I am done my Christmas shopping. Ok. I know. Hate me or Worship me at will. But I am done. The only gifts left are the ones I bake to give fudge too. It is good to be done...if I had NOTHING else to do this month.
Today is the 2nd. My Inlaws sold thier house yesterday. So, They are going to move into thier moterhome now. They are going to park it next to my house until they leave for flordia in Jan. Let's just say, I really really need to clean my house. argh. Tonight they are babysitting so I can pick up a lay away and Brian and I can go out to dinner.
Tomorrow, I have to finish my work. I need to go to walmart here in a few and pick up new ink cart's for the printer. I have to print out about 4 things.
Sunday is the kids first dress rehersal at church for their pageant. Then for Youth Group, I have to take the kids shopping to buy thier gifts for the local Mission. Next Friday is Jake's first ever birthday party. He is having a swimming party at the hotel for one hour and then Pizza and Cake. He is so excited. I am already exhausted. He gets out of school next week early on wednesday too.
Saturday morning of next week, I have Choir rehersal for the Adult Cantanta. The Kids will practice the hour after our two hour practice. During which my oldest daughter has her dance pictures. Then, Brian's Dad's retirement dinner is on Saturday Night. Sunday, finally, is the final practices. And at 6 pm on December 11th will be the Children's Christmas Pageant. It is followed by the Christmas Cantata by the Adult Choir and then Cookies served by my youth group kids. Jake is a shepherd btw. And Brianna and Kate are going to be angels.
On Thursday Jake has a field trip to the movies at school. And on Friday is his actual birthday...plus his Christmas party at school. I am the mom in charge of that Christmas party. Did I mention that? and it is the last day of school before break. Saturday is Brianna's first ever dance recital. She will have practice in the afternoon, and her recital at night. She is so excited. I am excited. She is going to be bueatiful.
Sunday on the 18th is my Youth Groups Christmas party, the 19th is thier Parents Night Out Fundraiser, and then on the 20th is Brian's Christmas Dinner for His Employee's (that I do all the cooking for basically). And the 21st is our Church Board Meetings.
We are going out of town for Christmas. I think we are leaving on the 23rd. I hope I remember to breathe and keep breathing in all of this. I really do.
Being done shopping? Lol. Geez. That is just a small part of this month. So much to do.
I am done my Christmas shopping. Ok. I know. Hate me or Worship me at will. But I am done. The only gifts left are the ones I bake to give fudge too. It is good to be done...if I had NOTHING else to do this month.
Today is the 2nd. My Inlaws sold thier house yesterday. So, They are going to move into thier moterhome now. They are going to park it next to my house until they leave for flordia in Jan. Let's just say, I really really need to clean my house. argh. Tonight they are babysitting so I can pick up a lay away and Brian and I can go out to dinner.
Tomorrow, I have to finish my work. I need to go to walmart here in a few and pick up new ink cart's for the printer. I have to print out about 4 things.
Sunday is the kids first dress rehersal at church for their pageant. Then for Youth Group, I have to take the kids shopping to buy thier gifts for the local Mission. Next Friday is Jake's first ever birthday party. He is having a swimming party at the hotel for one hour and then Pizza and Cake. He is so excited. I am already exhausted. He gets out of school next week early on wednesday too.
Saturday morning of next week, I have Choir rehersal for the Adult Cantanta. The Kids will practice the hour after our two hour practice. During which my oldest daughter has her dance pictures. Then, Brian's Dad's retirement dinner is on Saturday Night. Sunday, finally, is the final practices. And at 6 pm on December 11th will be the Children's Christmas Pageant. It is followed by the Christmas Cantata by the Adult Choir and then Cookies served by my youth group kids. Jake is a shepherd btw. And Brianna and Kate are going to be angels.
On Thursday Jake has a field trip to the movies at school. And on Friday is his actual birthday...plus his Christmas party at school. I am the mom in charge of that Christmas party. Did I mention that? and it is the last day of school before break. Saturday is Brianna's first ever dance recital. She will have practice in the afternoon, and her recital at night. She is so excited. I am excited. She is going to be bueatiful.
Sunday on the 18th is my Youth Groups Christmas party, the 19th is thier Parents Night Out Fundraiser, and then on the 20th is Brian's Christmas Dinner for His Employee's (that I do all the cooking for basically). And the 21st is our Church Board Meetings.
We are going out of town for Christmas. I think we are leaving on the 23rd. I hope I remember to breathe and keep breathing in all of this. I really do.
Being done shopping? Lol. Geez. That is just a small part of this month. So much to do.
Our Culture of Death
I was going to most on December and then I read a poll on Hannity.com. I do not believe that we as Human beings should "play" God.
We do not have the right as human beings to take a life. I do not believe in Abortion for any reason. It does not stop being a human being just because that human being was created during a rape, or is a product of incest. And I do not buy the "Better off Dead" arguement. Because even if a child is abused, it is better then just being dead. I was severaly abused, and I am still thankful for the life I have been given.
Taking a life for a life, just ends another life and creates a vicious cycle. When does the killing a life for a life stop? And what makes one person justified in taking a life and another not? It is terrible to kill another human being. It is. But ending thier life does not make your hurt stop. You go on grieving and hurting.
I do not believe in Euthenasia. I live with a chronic Illness. Yet again, living in pain is better then just being dead. Life is a precious, wonderful gift. And our culture does not treat it as such.
God has given us this precious life to lead. It will end soon enough, why do we as human beings insist on pushing that date sooner and sooner? When did this culture of death slip past us and become the "norm" and "acceptable". Death should never be acceptable.
If Christians do not stand up to those playing God, Who will? Who do you leave your life in the hands of? The one that gives life eternal? Or man who is as stupid as a dumb sheep? I realize I am a sheep, and that is why I look to the Shepherd. He keeps me from falling off cliffs. I just pray He uses me as His vessel so that others may come to know Him. He is a good shepherd who cares for His flock.
We do not have the right as human beings to take a life. I do not believe in Abortion for any reason. It does not stop being a human being just because that human being was created during a rape, or is a product of incest. And I do not buy the "Better off Dead" arguement. Because even if a child is abused, it is better then just being dead. I was severaly abused, and I am still thankful for the life I have been given.
Taking a life for a life, just ends another life and creates a vicious cycle. When does the killing a life for a life stop? And what makes one person justified in taking a life and another not? It is terrible to kill another human being. It is. But ending thier life does not make your hurt stop. You go on grieving and hurting.
I do not believe in Euthenasia. I live with a chronic Illness. Yet again, living in pain is better then just being dead. Life is a precious, wonderful gift. And our culture does not treat it as such.
God has given us this precious life to lead. It will end soon enough, why do we as human beings insist on pushing that date sooner and sooner? When did this culture of death slip past us and become the "norm" and "acceptable". Death should never be acceptable.
If Christians do not stand up to those playing God, Who will? Who do you leave your life in the hands of? The one that gives life eternal? Or man who is as stupid as a dumb sheep? I realize I am a sheep, and that is why I look to the Shepherd. He keeps me from falling off cliffs. I just pray He uses me as His vessel so that others may come to know Him. He is a good shepherd who cares for His flock.
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