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The Day After Christmas – Humour

I hope that this poem is NOT true for you!! LOL!!

‘Twas The Day After Christmas
David Frank

‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
Children sat slack-jawed, bored on the couch.

Wrappings and toys littered the floor,
An incredible mess that I did abhor.

With Mom in her robe and I in my jeans,
We waded in to get the place clean.

When suddenly the doorbell: it started to clatter,
I sprang to the Security-View to check out the matter.

The new-fallen snow, now blackened with soot,
Was trampled and icy and treacherous to foot.

But suddenly in view, did I gasp and pant:
An unhappy bill collector and eight tiny accountants.

The door flew open and in they came,
Stern-looking men with bills in my name.

On Discover, on Visa, on American Express,
On Mastercard too, I sadly confess,
Right to my limits, then beyond my net worth,
OUer the top I had charged, in a frenzy of mirth.

The black-suited men, so somber, so strict,
I wondered why me that they had first picked.

They stared at me with a look I couldn’t miss,
That said “Buddy, when are you for paying for this?”

I shrugged my shoulders, but then I grew bolder,
Went to the cabinet and pulled out a folder.

“As you can see,” I said with a smile,
“It’s bankruptcy that I’ll have to file!”
And with a swoop of my arm, my middle digit extended
I threw the bills in the fire: the matter had ended.

The scent of burnt ash came to my nose,
As up the chimney my credit-worthiness rose.

Without another word they turned and walked out,
Got into their limos, but one gave a shout:
“You may think that’s the answer to all of your fears,
But it’s nothing you’ll charge for at least seven years!

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Christmas is waiting to be born

I heard someone say, as I was at the grocery store, “Somehow it seems to think that I went thru all that for one day, I feel let down somehow.”

It does sometimes seem odd to me to, how we all “gear up for Christmas” and then the day is over, and then the next day “we” go on as if nothing has happnened.

As of waking up from a nice dream into a nightmare, we rrealize that indeed the world has not changed for the better…yet.

How can this be, after all the gifts, all the lights, all the songs, all the feasts? – Ninure da Hippie

Christmas Is Waiting to be Born
Howard Thurman

Where refugees seek deliverance that never comes
And the heart consumes itself, if it would live,
Where little children age before their time,
And life wears down the edges of the mind,
Where the old man sits with mind grown cold
While bones and sinew, blood and cell,
go slowly down to death,
Where fear companions each day’s life,
And Perfect Love seems long delayed,
Christmas is waiting to be born
In you, in me, in all mankind.
Source: The Mood of Christmas

A tale for Christmas Eve

I decided I would repost this..it is one of my favorite Christmas stories.

We know love by this, that he laid down his life for us – and we ought to lay down our lives for one another. How does God’s love abide in anyone who has the world’s goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses to help?
– 1 John 3:16-17

The Geese And The Snowstorm

There was once a man who did not believe in either the virgin birth of Christ or the spiritual meaning behind it, and was skeptical even about God. He and his family lived in a farm community. His wife was a devout believer and diligently raised her children in the faith. He sometimes gave her a hard time about her belief and mocked her religious observances.

“It’s all nonsense — why would God lower himself and become a human like us?

It’s such a ridiculous story,” he said.

One snowy day, she and the children left for church while he stayed home. After they had departed, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blinding snowstorm. He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening.

Then he heard a loud thump, something hitting against the window… And, still another thump. He looked outside but could not see anything. So he ventured outside for a better view. In the field near his house he saw, of all the strangest things, a flock of geese. They were apparently flying to look for a warmer area down south, but they had been caught in the snowstorm.

The storm had become too blinding and violent for the geese to fly or see their way. They were stranded on his farm, with no food or shelter, unable to do more than flutter their wings and fly in aimless circles. He had compassion for them and wanted to help them. He thought to himself, the barn would be a great place for them to stay. It is warm and safe; surely they could spend the night and wait out the storm. So he opened the barn doors for them. He waited, watching them, hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside. Nevertheless, they did not notice the barn or realize what it could mean for them. He moved closer toward them to get their attention, but they just moved away from him out of fear.

He went into the house and came back with some bread, broke it up, and made a bread trail to the barn. They still did not catch on. Starting to get frustrated, he went over and tried to shoo them toward the barn. They panicked and scattered into every direction except toward the barn. Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where there was warmth, safety, and shelter. Feeling totally frustrated, he exclaimed, “Why don’t they follow me?

Can’t they see this is the only place where they can survive the storm? How can I possibly get them into the one place to save them?” He thought for a moment and realized that they just would not follow a human. He said to himself, “How can I possibly save them?

The only way would be for me to become like those geese. If only I could become like one of them. Then I could save them. They would follow me and I would lead them to safety.” At that moment, he stopped and considered what he had said. The words reverberated in his mind: If only I could become like one of them, then I could save them. Then, at last, he understood God’s heart towards mankind…and he fell on his knees in the snow.

Author Unknown

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TOP 20 THINGS OVERHEAD ON THE WISE MEN’S JOURNEY TO BETHLEHEM

TOP 20 THINGS OVERHEAD ON THE WISE MEN’S JOURNEY TO BETHLEHEM

20. You’ve heard the old saying about the Camel being the ship of the desert?  WELLLLL, I’m getting seasick.

19. OK, we got gold. We got the frankincense.  We got the Myrrh. Think we should get something more practical, like diapers maybe?

18. I thought this was SUPPOSED to be a WEEKEND road trip.  Boy, is my wife ever gonna be ticked when I get home.

17. All this gazing at a star while riding a camel is making me woozy.

16. Wise men. They call us wise men.  What’s so WISE about wandering around the the desert for three years?

15. I still say it wouldn’t hurt to drop by Balthazar’s place for another visit on the way back.  That was SOME buffet!

14. 16 hours a day on a camel.  Are you sure this beats walking?

13. All in all, I’d rather be a shepherd.  All they ever do is stand around and WATCH the stars. We have to FOLLOW one.

12. Time to check the map again, I think we took a wrong turn at Amal’s house.

11. Why should I always have to be in the rear?  It’s somebody else’s turn to get sand in his face.

10. I need to stop at the Bazaar in the next town and pick up one more gift.

9. C’mon, we gotta stop and ask for directions, if we don’t this trip could take years.

8. You guys have any idea how to treat saddle sores?

7. Man, I’m starting to get a rush from this frankincense!

6. You guys ever eat camel meat?  I hear it tastes like chicken.

5. You know, I used to go to school with a girl name Beth Lehem.

4. What kind of name is Balthazar anyhow?  Phoenician?

3. Hey, do you either of you know why “MYRRH” is spelled with a “Y” instead of a “U”?

2. Okay, who forgot to give their camel a bath before we left?

1. Whaddya mean we’ll be part of history?  A year from now, nobody will have a clue why we did this.

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We had cured ham for Christmas dinner. We all wondered what illness it was cured of.

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People often say with pride, “I’m not interested in politics.” They might as well say, “I’m not interested in my standard of living, my health, my job, my rights, my freedoms, my future, or any future.”
    — Martha Gellhorn, writer/journalist   (1908-1998)

Live simply. Love generously.
Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.

‘God does not share his love between all of his creatures; He gives *all* of his love to *each* of His creatures!’ (Hugh of St. Victor).

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The Rebel Jesus – a Christmas Card to you

This Hippie want to than a good friend for reminding me of this wonderful song.

I hope when all is said and done, it will be said of me that I was on the side of the Rebel Jesus. – Ninure da Hippie


In the day of prosperity be joyful, and in the day of adversity consider; God has made the one as well as the other.
– Ecclesiastes 7:14

I find it interesting that the meanest life, the poorest existence, is attributed to God’s will, but as human beings become more affluent, as their living standard and style begin to ascend the material scale, God descends the scale of responsibility at commensurate speed.
– Maya Angelou
from her book, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

A Soldier’s Christmas – a poem

A poem I found/was sent in 2007.

A Soldier’s Christmas
A Different Christmas Poem

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
“What are you doing?”, I asked without fear,
“Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here.
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve.
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
Then he sighed and he said “Its really all right,
I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.”
“It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me.”
“I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ‘ Pearl on a day in December,’
Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.”
“My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘ Nam ‘,
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile”
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.
“I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.”
“I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.”
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.”
“So go back inside,” he said, “harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right.”
“But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
“Give you money,” I asked, “or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
For being away from your wife and your son.”
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
“Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.”
“For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.”

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“I trace the rainbow through the rain and see the promise is not in vain.”


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THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS…LEAGALLY SPEAKING

If Lawyers has written the Night Before Chistmas…

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS…LEAGALLY SPEAKING

Whereas, on or about the night prior to Christmas, there did occur at a certain
improved piece of real property (hereinafter “the House”) a general lack of
stirring by all creatures therein, including, but not limited to a mouse.

A variety of foot apparel, e.g., stockings, socks, etc., had been affixed by
and around the chimney in said House in the hope and/or belief that St. Nick
a/k/a/ St. Nicholas a/k/a/ Santa Claus (hereinafter “Claus”) would arrive at
sometime thereafter. The minor residents, i.e., the children, of the aforementioned
House were located in their individual beds and were engaged in nocturnal
hallucinations, i.e., dreams, wherein vision of confectionery treats, including, but
not limited to, candies, nuts and/or sugar plums, did dance, cavort, and
otherwise appear in said dreams.

Whereupon the party of the first part (sometimes hereinafter referred to as
(“I”), being the joint-owner in fee simple of the House with the party of the
second part (hereinafter “Mamma”), and said Mamma had retired for a sustained
period of sleep. (At such time, the parties were clad in various forms of headgear,
e.g., kerchief and cap.

Suddenly, and without prior notice or warning, there did occur upon the
unimproved real property adjacent and appurtenant to said House, i.e., the lawn, a
certain disruption of unknown nature, cause, and/or circumstance. The party of the
first part did immediately rush to a window in the House to investigate the
cause of such disturbance.

At that time, the party of the first part did observe, with some degree of
wonder and/or disbelief, a miniature sleigh (hereinafter “the Vehicle”) being
pulled and/or drawn very rapidly through the air by approximately eight (8)
reindeer. The driver of the Vehicle appeared to be and in fact was, the previously
referenced Claus.

Said Claus was providing specific direction, instruction, and guidance to the
approximately eight (8) reindeer and specifically identified the animal
co-conspirators by name: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and
Blitzen (hereinafter “the Deer”). (Upon information and belief, it is further
asserted that an additional co-conspirator named “Rudolph” may have been involved.)

The party of the first part witnessed Claus, the Vehicle, and the Deer
intentionally and willfully trespass upon the roofs of several residences located
adjacent to and in the vicinity of the House, and noted that the Vehicle was heavily
laden with packages, toys, and other items of unknown origin or nature.
Suddenly, without prior invitation or permission, either express or implied, the
Vehicle arrived at the House, and Claus entered said House via the chimney.

Said Claus was clad in a red fur suit, which was partially covered with residue
from the chimney, and he carried a large sack containing a portion of the
aforementioned packages, toys, and other unknown items. He was smoking what
appeared to be tobacco in a small pipe in blatant violation of local ordinances and
health regulations.

Claus did not speak, but immediately began to fill the stockings of the minor
children, which hung adjacent to the chimney, with toys and other small gifts.
(Said items did not, however, constitute “gifts” to said minor pursuant to the
applicable provisions of the U.S. Tax Code.)

Upon completion of such task, Claus touched the side of his nose and flew, rose
and/or ascended up the chimney of the House to the roof where the Vehicle and
Deer waited and/or served as “lookouts.” Claus immediately departed for an
unknown destination.

However, prior to the departure of the Vehicle, Deer, and Claus from said
House, the party of the first part did hear Claus state and/or exclaim: “Merry
Christmas to all and to all a good night!” Or words to that effect.

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Every 3.6 seconds a real person dies from hunger somewhere in the world!!!
Feed a hungry person today:
http://www.hungersite.com

My YouTube Channel
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God is still speaking
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John Mark Ministries
http://jmm.aaa.net.au/

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