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STOP!

If the Christmas season causes you stress, then you’re doing it wrong. Be still. Let the reason for the season wash over you and bring you peace.

early morning (3) Be Still

Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

Philippians 3:13-14

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Drop and Roll

This time of year, I’m reluctant to let go of the celebration of our Savior’s birth. I want to cling to it, and revel in it, enjoying the sheer wonder of all it means to us. I’m overcome with amazement and joy at the thought of what God has done for us, and how much He loves us.

me and Dockers (2)Our little dog, Dockers, used to roll in the grass with great abandon and joy. She’d walk out into the yard, sniff around, select the perfect, then literally flop down, roll onto her back and scoot around, using her back feet to propel herself. She’d have a big upside down doggie grin on, obviously enjoying herself tremendously. And when she was finished, she’d pop back to her feet and look at me as if to say, “You should try it, dude! It’s awesome!”

This is how we should celebrate life; just drop down and roll, reveling in the good things God has given us, praising Him and thanking Him for all we have, no matter how much or how little that might be. In the overall scheme of things, most of us have plenty.

God is with us! He loves us! He will never forsake us!

Drop and roll!

But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Luke 2:10

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This Glorious Morn

Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! O night divine, the night when Christ was born.

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When you see nativity scenes, does the reality of the one small piece of the scene—the baby—ever hit you so hard you fall to your knees? On Christmas morning, do you feel a sense of wonder? Are you filled with awe, knowing Jesus came to save me and you? Do you understand He came because God loves us with a love we can’t begin to fathom?

Behold your King! For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger. Luke 2:12

 

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Christmas Memories

Over the rumbling of the old motorcycle’s engine, a scream that sounded just like every little girl’s scream in every horror show I’d ever watched echoed through the forest. Uncle Ned always said they used the same little girl and the same scream in all those shows. He said it was a recording.

After the scream spent itself somewhere deep in the pines, the engine quieted and the old cycle slowed, bumping over ruts and crunching through bits of snow still hiding in the low places of the well-worn tracks of the forest trail.

From the looks of surprise and glee on Paula and our little sister Nell’s faces, I discerned the scream had come from yours truly and tried to hide behind the five-foot spruce that would be our “yard” tree this Christmas. The tree rode with me in the sidecar, and Nell rode on the buddy seat behind Paula.

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Paula twisted the throttle, our rusty steed leapt forward, and we shot up the hill toward

the old farm house. As we bounced and crunched along, sliding this way and that, Paula and Nell howled joyful laughter, and that little girl scream bounced among the tall trees.

It isn’t the only Christmas memory I hold dear, but it’s the best one.

 

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The Best Christmas Ever

Some of you have seen this poem, but most of the dVerse crowd hasn’t so I’m going to re-run it again. It’s not quite true this year, as Sherry and I are alone on Christmas day for the first time in many years. Mom and Ray have been spending Christmas at our house for close to ten years, and this year they aren’t here. We did get to spend the weekend with them and it was a wonderful couple of days, but the visit was cut short by an approaching storm, and we went our separate ways on Christmas Eve morning, so they could get back to Oklahoma City before the snow started flying. I hope everyone had a great Christmas! Ours was–as usual–the best one ever! I love you, Sherry! Read the rest of this entry »

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My Special Angel

The Lord smiled down on me and sent an angel to love! That line from the 1957 hit song “My Special Angel” is so true. Sherry and I have been married for seventeen years today, and I thank God every day for sending her to me.

This little story I wrote last year illustrates the simple awesomeness of a love that is more than I could have ever imagined could be mine. I love you, Sherry!

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The Best Christmas Ever

Poetry Potluck is having a Merry Christmas Special, and I’m hoping the poem I’m posting will bring a smile to some faces. Mom and Ray are here with us–a tradition for a lot of years; and my dear Sherry—the most wonderful gift I’ve ever received—is at my side. So, yes, I think this poem is a perfect fit for a Merry Christmas Special. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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This Christmas

Sherry and I have several Christmas traditions, and one she initiated is the exchanging of stockings on Christmas morning. We seldom put anything of great meaning or expense in them, and it’s usually just fun stuff, trinkets, and such. One year—2003—we were enduring a bit of a budget crunch, and so rather than buy things to put in Sherry’s stocking, I wrote her the following poem and wrapped up the “gifts” described in it. She says it is still her most favorite Christmas stocking ever! Read the rest of this entry »

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My Very Own Angel

I always get irritated when stores start putting out Christmas decorations in October. I just don’t care for the commercialization of Christmas—all holidays, for that matter. It seems it’s all about money and profits these days, and we often lose sight of what we are celebrating.

Well, here I am jumping the gun and posting a Christmas story in October! It’s Bluebell Books’ fault! Their story prompt hit me this way, and I had no control over what came rushing out onto the page. Sorry!

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