So, I realize Christmas was yesterday. But, you see, Christmas was yesterday and I’m sure I was too busy to come up with an original post. So, I post-dated a few posts. And this was one. So, Merry Christmas from the Lees – a day late.
And yes, I realize I need to update this video. After all, the baby at the end will be 14 in a couple of months. But isn’t the baby at the beginning dang-it cute?
Christmas
Mary, Wife of Joseph
But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart – Luke 2:19
“Husband, husband are you awake?
I must tell you about my day.
Husband, are you listening?
Please, hear what I have to say.
Borrowing Santa
Pretty much based on a true story. More or less.
Perhaps you have not heard the story of how Christmas almost was not.
All because two little girls who decided, Santa must be caught!
Now, I know what you might think – you might say, “There is no cause!
Why would someone want to try to catch Santa Claus?”
Mrs. Christmas (repost from 2011)
A different kind of Christmas this year.
Along with laughter, I’ll probably shed a tear.
I so wish that you were here,
And hope you are somewhere near –
To enjoy the celebration with us.
How I miss you – Mrs. Christmas!
The First Gift of Christmas
This and other fine poems available at Amazon.com A boy watched his mother
Tie one red ribbon on the green tree
He could not think of any reason
“Why a ribbon?” he asked her softly.
She replied, “It’s my final gift of the season
The most important one from me.”
“It’s just a piece of ribbon,
Whose gift could it possibly be?”
And he hoped deep inside
His name wouldn’t be
On the lone piece of ribbon
Hanging from the Christmas tree.
His dear mother,
Smiled at her son
Happy for the lesson
Which time had come.
She cut an extra piece
And sat on the brown chair
She held her arms open wide
“I have something to share.”
He climbed onto her lap
She opened the well worn book
Its cover was black
She asked, “What was the first gift of Christmas?”
As she flipped through the pages
She knew where to look
And opened the book
To Chapter 2 in the account of St. Matthew
“In verse 10 we read
“The wise men brought
Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh.
Most valuable gifts indeed.”
He listened intently to her.
“But those weren’t the first.”
Our Christmas Angel
Right before Christmas
you had to leave us.
That left a mark
on my heart.
But I’m your daughter
so I’m a fighter –
and I got this.
Yeah, I got this.
To Gift or Gift Card – That is the Question
Another holiday season is winding down. We are done with the big gift giving day for another year. The bottom of the Christmas trees still standing look stark and naked with only their skirts showing. The same skirts were completely hidden a week ago underneath all the presents. Ah, the presents. I love seeing a tree surrounded by carefully wrapped (or in my case, creatively wrapped) boxes. I made a pledge this year due to my thin wallet that I was going to go easy with Christmas presents this year. That lasted about two weeks after the tree was up. The tree seemed to call to me, “Please, can I have some presents here to hide my nakedness?” I gave in and went to town. That’s small town talk – it means I went shopping.
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