Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

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VIDEO: Happy Birthday Jesus-Christmas Lights

December 21, 2009
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Cartoon: THE Original Christmas Light

December 21, 2009

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Cartoon: Christmas, Jesus’ Gift to All

December 21, 2009

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Cartoon: Real Gifts

December 21, 2009

JESUS IS THE #1 REAL GIFT

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Cartoon: God Bless Us All

December 21, 2009

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Cartoon: Christmas Peace

December 21, 2009

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Cartoon: The REAL Messiah

December 15, 2009

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Cartoon: Christmas PAUSE

December 15, 2009

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Cartoon: Christmas Bailout

December 15, 2009

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Cartoon: Christmas JOY

December 15, 2009

Source: Artwork © each artist. The Professional Cartoonists Index is ©Daryl Cagle.

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CHRISTMAS – Gloria in Excelsis Deo!

December 18, 2008

Most of the civilized world finds Christmas a time of great joy and celebration.  What is the real source of this seasonal joy that has covered our earth for over two millenniums?

It is “glory”.  “God’s glory,” expressed in the Latin phrase, Gloria in Excelsis Deo!

God revealed his glory in many ways, but on no occasion more wonderfully than on that first Christmas morning.  Remember?  “Angels from the realm of glory” who brought to those shepherds the joyful tidings.  The same glory that had come down on Mount Sinai requiring Moses’ face to be veiled, (covered from the radiating light! radiation?) and that had filled the temple at its dedication by King Solomon, had now entered a humble stable in the little town of Bethlehem.  Some of heaven’s glory could actually be seen in the face of the baby Jesus.

Paul expressed it this way a few years later:  “For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”  That’s why Jesus was to be called Emmanu-El – “God with us.”

The source of Yuletide joy?  The glory in the presence of the Babe of Bethlehem that is the everlasting source of what we know as Christmas from that first happy morning right down to Christmas 2008.
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Martin Luther was thinking these very thoughts four centuries ago: “Ah, what wretched people we are!  To think, that we are so cold and slothful in our attitude toward this great joy, which after all happened for us, this great benefaction, which is far, far superior to all other works of creation.  And yet how hard it is for us to believe, though the Good News was preached and sung for us by angels who are heavenly theologians, and have rejoiced in our behalf!  Their song is most glorious.  It contains that whole Christian faith, for the Gloria in Excelsis is supreme worship.  They wish us such worship, and they bring it to us in Christ.”

That is the real Christmas spirit – the genuine article.  Jesus said “Not as the world giveth, give I unto you.”  Before your Christmas cards and gifts, let your priority be thanks to God for His unspeakable gift.  Merry Christmas!

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Dr. D. James Kennedy sermon – Jesus and Christmas

December 18, 2008

Dear friends,

You might enjoy a few of my notes taken during one of Jim Kennedy’s sermon several years ago at Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church.

In Christ,

Don

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“And Jesus went on to the Mount of Olives” John 8:1

He had no home – most everything He had was borrowed.

The Crown (of thorns) and the Cross that He carried were not His own.

They borrowed everything else – the cross was not His – It was ours.  The sin that He carried on that cross was ours – not His – and when He died on that borrowed cross – that was our sin.  Even the tomb was borrowed – but He only used it for a few days.

Just think for a moment about the awesome gift that Jesus gave to each one of us – at such a great cost to Him!

So, Don’t send me, (if you care about my favor) a Christmas card that omits the name of Jesus Christ.  Please don’t send me one of those cards.

The Inn – and where was “the manager”? – probably just ignorance – but he didn’t know who these guests were – he didn’t know – didn’t have a clue.

Jesus Christ wasn’t a “good” man – there was only one good.  God! Jesus!  There are none ‘good’ – no man can redeem his brother.  Only Jesus Christ could redeem us – only Christ could pay the cost for our salvation – our redemption.  He paid it all.

God hates sin with an infinite hatred – as much as He loves sinners but He just said to: “Come unto Me and I will give you rest” Matthew 11:28

“Think about these things” “Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Phil. 4:8

“Those things, which you have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.” Phil. 4:9

A voice from Heaven responded – saying: “here am I, take me”.  Jesus freely gave Himself.

Sheep have to be driven – but the goats…

“We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.” Isaiah 53:6

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Christmas Love

December 18, 2008

CHRISTMAS LOVE

My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he’d been memorizing songs for his school’s “Winter Pageant.” I didn’t have the heart to tell him I’d be working the night of the production.

Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there’d be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.jesus_manger

So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in 10 minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.

The public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as “Christmas”, I didn’t expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment – songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.

When my son’s class rose to sing their song “Christmas Love”, I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.

Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweater, and bright snowcaps.

Those in the front row – center stage – would hold up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.

As the class would sing “C is for Christmas”, a child would hold up the letter C. Then, “H is for Happy”, and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message, “Christmas Love”.

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her – a small, quiet little girl in the front row holding the letter “M” upside down – totally unaware her letter  “M” appeared as a “W”.

The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one’s mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her “W”.

Although teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.

A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood – the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.

For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:

CHRIST WAS LOVE!

And, I believe, He still is.

— Candy Chand

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A Different Christmas Poem

December 16, 2008

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.”

PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.


LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq

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The Real Messiah: Prophecies Fulfilled

December 5, 2008

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