A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love
Where has the love gone, the magic that everyone associated with Christmas? Is it because we insist that the world should be devoid of the love that Jesus Christ brings in the manger, that it should be devoid of the wonder and magic that Santa Claus brings down every chimney?
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The lakes are frozen this time of year
The carolers are out, singing of joy and cheer…
All around lays a gentle silence, as if the world is holding its breath in anticipation of a momentous occasion. In sharp contrast to the silence, cold, and darkness is a church all aglow with the light of several candles as voices raise in joyous song. Jesus Christ has been born!
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The twenty-fifth of December has come and gone. The radio stations have gone back to their regular programming. The Lifetime channel is no longer showing Christmas movies (though Hallmark will continue through January 2nd). Stores are taking down their Christmas displays. Christmas trees are showing up on the side of the road. It seems like Christmas is over.
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“Hello, welcome to Tradition Tours!” the stewardess said brightly. “Thank you for choosing to travel the world with us. We have a few special guests with us today, natives of the countries we’re going to visit. Our first stop is Germany, and I’ll let our German guest take over from here.”
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What is it about Christmas music that can steer our emotions so effectively? Sure, all music can do this, but I feel it most deeply with Christmas music…
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I inherited the bakery about 5 years ago when my aunt passed away. I’d worked with Aunt Ginny since I was a kid. Aunt Ginny’s passion for baking fostered my love for the baking business. We have always been a family run business therefore family pride was on the line at this bake-off.
Read MoreEveryone accuses everyone else
Of treason; they’d call each other Quislings
If they had any history, but they don’t
Only Hochhuth and Unferth on the air…
The Magi journey through space and time
Our journey is in waiting for a star
To shine upon us all, and lead us to
The Temple where all waiting finally ends…
The tonttu are a colorful race
And walk around with a dancer’s grace
Swift and silent they can move
But oh, how they can certainly groove….
The angel didn’t know what to do; his charge was always grumpy and miserly. It seemed that he had no joy in life, no love for his fellow man. And no matter what the angel did to get his attention, which was nothing short of waving a flag in his face, he didn’t listen. The angel took his problems to God every day, hoping, praying, that God would give his charge the change of heart needed to return to God’s graces.
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“Don’t worry Balthazar, we’ll get there shortly. But I think that if you keep asking the star how long it’s going to take, Caspar just might have a mind to turn us around and have us travel all the way back home. We wouldn’t be able to see the new King that way, will we?”
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Bells are ringing
Choirs are singing
All is joyous and bright…
“Be careful now, it’s still very hot,” announced the father as he served the goose. The mother served everything else with the aid of her two eldest children. “Now, before we eat, there’s one final thing, a toast to the Christ Child for His birthday. Happy birthday, Jesus, and a merry Christmas to you!”
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“Annie, get off that Christmas tree! It’s heavy enough already with all of the ornaments, we don’t need you to topple it over with your weight and get you severely hurt!”
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The sight of family around the tree, round and evergreen to show God’s everlasting love, with a star at the top lighting the way to the Babe, and nothing underneath until tomorrow, for what else do we need right now?
Read MoreBy Amanda Pizzolatto Bells are ringing Choirs are singing All is joyous and bright Make some noise Both girls and boys For heaven has sent its light Look in the sky Angels sing on high Adding their voices to the bells For Christ has come To bring us home To raise all who fell Ding […]
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The snowflakes fall over everything so stealthily
Like dainty flowers from the top of a tree
While candles burn brightly before a manger
Giving souls a rest from fighting so much danger
