I boarded the Greyhoud bus to head home for Christmas.I looked out the window and sawan elderly woman with a canewalking slowly toward the bus door.She stopped to re-tie her blue faded scarf,pull her shawl tighter around her,and pick up a small crocheted bag.”Are you sure this is mine?” she asked.A younger woman took the lady’s armand helped her up the steps of the bus.”Yes, babushka, it’s yours,” she said.The younger woman guided the older womanto a seat near the front of the bus.She fluffed a worn hand-embroidered pillowand put it behind the older woman’s back.”Oh, that’s, just right,” the older … Continue reading BEHIND CHRISTMAS ARE MANY HUMAN STORIES
The sounds of Christmas whether from afar or places near how nostalgic they all are. Children laughing sleigh bells jingling carolers caroling church choirs singing horses clopping horses neighing footsteps crunching musicians playing church bells ringing fireplaces crackling winter birds singing skaters gliding blustery breezes blowing silent snow snowing Santa ho, ho, ho-ing. O’ the joyful sounds of Christmas, how special they are. Continue reading THE SOUNDS OF CHRISTMAS
‘Tis the season And I have no idea Why we we spend so much time Making pretty little cookies All decorated with love and care Only to watch them be quickly devoured By hungry “elves” and “cookie monsters” Who seem to gulp without tasting Or without noticing how pretty the cookies are. I guess it’s a tradition. I have no idea Why we spend so much time Wrapping gifts in carefully selected paper With just the right color and design And topped with fancy matching bows Only to be have the packages Ripped apart and readily trashed In a pitiful … Continue reading UNUSUAL TRADITIONS DURING THE HOLIDAY SEASON
He was a small shepherd boy tending a flock of sheep with his father and uncle in the fields near Bethlehem. The boy lay by the fire to keep warm. He covered himself with the royal purple blanket that his mother had woven for him for his birthday one week earlier. It was the only thing he owned and he treasured it. He thought he was dreaming when the angel appeared and told them a Savior had been born and that they should go see him. They went immediately and found the baby in a makeshift manger with his mother, … Continue reading THE FIRST CHRISTMAS GIFT
A child is born in Bethlehem. Delivery is normal. Child is healthy. Visitors arrive. Everything seems ordinary. Word of the birth spreads. Suddenly things are no longer ordinary. Rumors spread. Some say angels appeared at the birth. Some say a special star appeared in the sky. Some say Kings are on their way to see this child. Some say a ruler wants this child dead. Some say something extraordinary has surely happened. Some say this is no ordinary child. Some say this child just might be the promised one. Some say hearts are now filled with hope. Some say it’s … Continue reading WHO IS THIS CHILD BORN IN BETHLEHEM?
There are five common barriers to achieving a goal; (1) a poorly defined goal; (2) laziness; (3) procrastination; (4) distractions; (5) impatience. The good news is that all of these can be overcome. A good leader is one who seeks to serve rather than be served. The greatest hunger problem in the world is the hunger for love. Wise is the person who knows the difference between wants and needs and lives accordingly. It’s ironic, but it’s in the face of death that we hav our greatest appreciation of life. If you have a good friendship, pray that it will … Continue reading MORE ROCKING CHAIR QUOTES AND BITS OF WISDOM
There are so many things I want to do Someday. There are so many things I want to say Someday. There are so many people I want to hug and say, “I love you.” And perhaps I will. Someday. All the trials and hurts and disappointments I’ve endured in my life will have meaning for me Someday. When I have the time I’ll sit and reminisce about all the people…..events….and special moments that have meant so much to me over the years and I’ll smile…..and cry……and long to relive each special moment one more time. Someday. And I hope the … Continue reading O’ THE PLANS PEOPLE MAKE FOR SOMEDAY