Happy Christmas Dear Reader,
I hope that your Christmas Day is all that you wish it to be
this year. Thank you for journeying with
me through December as I mused on why I love Christmas. I have met a few people along the way who
love it as much as I do. I have seen a
couple of people dear to me recapture a love for it. I even been privileged to have a conversation
with someone who hated Christmas and helped him separate his pain from the holiday.
I have been blessed with some new people in my life who get
me when it comes to Christmas. Val you
are a blessing every day. I pray that
your Christmas is all that you wish for your family. Joy, you truly live up to your name. My prayers for you and Max include a wish for
all that you need to feel complete in Christ.
I am thankful for the new friends and old who share the journey with me. You have no idea how precious you are to me
Dear Reader. I truly love you.
The world is not as it should be but that does not mean it
will never be so. After all the dreams
we find are the dreams we seek. It is
the hope and promise of all things made good that drives me. It is the Christ centered joy and childlike
wonder that capture me. It is belief in
something beyond what is that compels me forward. Fully aware of the pain and sorrow of others
I embrace hope that eventually we will celebrate the birth of Christ with all
things returned to what they were intended to be for us.
It is in that hope that I close out my thoughts and
questions on why I love Christmas. It is
Jesus that is at the core of this love and my hope in him. It may not seem practical to have faith. It may seem puerile and childlike. That is, however, how Christ asks us to come
to him; in childlike faith. So I will
keep Christmas in my heart. I will live it in the past, the present, and the
future. I will not forget the lessons it
teaches. “If we pretend long enough,
never giving up, it just might be who we are.”
Happy Birthday Jesus, thank you for coming to be God with us.
This
Christmas Day – Trans-Siberian Orchestra
So, tell me Christmas
Are we wise
To believe in things we never see
Are prayers just wishes in disguise
And are these wishes being granted me
For now I see
The answering
To every prayer I've prayed
She's coming home this
Christmas Day
So tell me Christmas
Are we kind
More this day than any other day
Or is it only in our mind
And must it leave when you have gone away
It's different now
It's changed somehow
And now you're here to stay
She's coming home this
Christmas Day
All at once the world
It doesn't seem the same
And in a single night
You know it all has changed
And everything is now as it should be
I have the ornament
I have the perfect tree
I have a string of lights
I have a chance to see
Everything that my heart thought could be
For of all the dreams
You were the first I knew
And every other one
Was a charade of you
You stayed close when I was far away
In the darkest night
You always were the star
You always took us in
No matter who we are
And so she's coming home this
Christmas Day
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Night
She's coming home
She's coming home
She's coming home
This Christmas Day
She's coming home this
Christmas Day...
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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