Good Morning!
3 Days!
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And Happy Saturday!
I’d ask what everyone has planned for this weekend, but I think we all know the answer, it being an extended Christmas weekend and all.
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So here’s a “Question of the Day”.
What’s your favorite Christmas tradition?
Here’s some background music, to help you think.
Wandering Views 
First!
Yeah, I still got it.
Just checking.
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And I thought I was going to be first today!
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About the only Christmas tradition that I keep any more is listening to Christmas music.
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Good morning Ajisuun!
Sorry.
🙂
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Let’s see, I’m first if you count only people on this continent who didn’t put the thing up and then grab it themselves.
Hmmm. Maybe that’s a stretch.
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Favorite Christmas tradition: making our family sugar cookies. I made them day before yesterday, first time in two or three years. They’re time-consuming, and I was too busy last year and too busy/sick the year before.
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It’s cheating if the person who originates the thread claims first. That means that AJ can never officially be first. Doesn’t seem fair, does it?
Only tradition is family get together. We’re going to Greensboro for Christmas.
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Last year I had my widowed aunt and my widower uncle and my sick cousin for dinner on Christmas Eve. I didn’t make it to church. This year I have switched it to Christmas night and added Mr. P.
Today is Black Family Christmas at the beach, but I will not be attending. Too close to Christmas (they should have had it last weekend) and I have to much to do and a friend of Mr. P’s just retired and has moved back to Pensacola. We are going to visit them today.
Niece and Nephew will get checks for Christmas (she is in college- I’ve tried from time to time to send her extra money- she is also my goddaughter).
Baby Girl is finished. Just wrapped the last thing I got Mr. P.
As shallow as it sounds I am excited to see so many presents under my tree. The past few years with just BG and me it has been a little scruffy looking under there. It was mostly presents to her and to my closest friend. Now there are presents to Mr. P and from him.
Life isn’t half bad. Actually life is pretty good.
Merry Christmas!
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Well, I thought the only tradition I would be able to keep was listening to Christmas music, which is my favorite one, but then a missionary family invited me to join them for Christmas and she even sewed a stocking for me, and someone decorated my house for Christmas, and a package of wrapped gifts from my church has arrived, and I have the ingredients to make tortiere, my family’s traditional Christmas day meal – so I will be keeping more traditions than I thought. The Lord is generous in His provision.
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Here is my Question of the Day: Why will some people refuse to believe in God, but will seriously believe in “Ancient Aliens” that visited the earth, bio-engineered the homo-sapiens and left clues in the pyramids?
As you know I have recently discovered History Channel 2. This week it has all been about the Apocolypse and the Mayan Calendar. It doesn’t freak me out to watch this stuff because I consoled myself a long time ago that Jesus will return like a thief in the night and all the guessing and predicting that televangelists do doesn’t make any difference. It will happen when it happens. It is out of my control and there is nothing for me to worry about.
One of the shows that came on last night was “Ancient Aliens” a whole hour devoted to pyramids all over the world and how they line up like Orien’s Belt and how the pyramids in Egypt actually have 8 sides visible at the Spring and Fall Equinox but this is only visible from the air. They used hyroglyphics to show alien like creatures. They even supposed that for two years of Leonardo da Vinci’s life he was being schooled by aliens —otherwise how would he have known so much about the human body and how would he have made the drawings of the modern looking inventions. Because he wrote and worked a lot in mirror images they have taken several of his paintings and reversed and spliced the image together and when you do this it gives you a portrait of an alien likeness. It goes on and on and smacks of the “back-masking” they use to tell us was in rock music. They had people with Ph D’s (in what is anyones guess) talking about this stuff.
You will believe in this, but you won’t believe in God????
Of course my final answer to this was since so many people have cell phones with cameras these days there haven’t been quite as many alien abductions as have been reported in the past….
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The problem with the idea of police in schools is that the police would probably not be allowed to be armed.
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Kim: Paul said it best- “Professing themselves to be wise they became fools, and changed the glory of the uncorruptible God into an image made like to corruptible man, and to birds, and fourfooted beasts, and creeping things (and aliens).” Romans 1:22-23
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11- We have a Sheriff’s deputy come once a week and stand in the hallways during passing periods. He is armed. A lot depends on where you live.
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My favorite tradition is the music of Christmas. I really enjoy sending and receiving Christmas cards, too. Decorating a Christmas tree is fun for me except for putting on the lights. We have a few special foods and a family gathering that is very similar to Thanksgiving except for the fun gift exchange. All these activities are important, but I think the music is the thread woven throughout the season that ties it all together.
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Kim H, what Peter said that he borrowed from Paul. 🙂
It seems to me that some people are put off by Jesus being the only way to God. They are determined to go their own way no matter what. They will pick and choose from an assortment of ideas based on shallow thinking (whatever tickles their fancy). Aliens are “out there” and don’t require a turning from sins. Repenting is harder than believing in aliens.
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Christmas cards are my favorite by far.
I love finding a terrific gift. This year’s success? The Hobbit in French for a niece going through hard times.
But I enjoy making the Ule log, too; fun, delicious and a pun for my family!
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Christmas Eve service at church would be my favorite tradition. Hoping I can make it this year, it’s a regular work day for us, of course, and our service is early (5 p.m.). But I’ve planned ahead & have scheduled a Monday morning interview for a story that should be pretty easy and quick to write, so maybe I can scoot out a teeny-tiny bit early and get there.
But I think most everything about Christmas is fun, including the shopping (and, as Michelle said, finding just the “right” gift for someone); the decorating (though I hate-hate-hate the de-decorating a week later); seeing all the pretty lights in the neighborhood when I walk the dogs; and seeing and hearing from friends I don’t see or hear from often during the rest of the year.
I missed a call from my mom’s 2nd cousin last night and need to call her back, but today’s going to be busy with house cleaning, maybe a quick trip to pick some things up and a friend coming over later in the day (a visit that typically doesn’t end until midnight or later). We’re going to go see the USS Iowa and do some other things, then go out for dinner, drive around, talk-talk-talk as usual.
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I suspect the resistance to God (who has implanted the knowledge of Himself in everyone, as the Apostle Paul notes) is a resistance to being under an ultimate authority.
People want to be their own gods and don’t much like the notion of being accountable to a higher, divine authority that judges good and evil (and not just our deeds but our motives as well).
I don’t think atheists or agnostics see their resistance as rooted in that — they see it as rooted in reason or science or intelligence or a host of other loftier sounding ideas.
But I believe it’s the accountability factor that gets closest to the (unspoken, underlying) heart of the matter.
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One of our favorite traditions is building and decorating a gingerbread house. The Kid and I did it too early this year and can’t eat it until Daddy see it tomorrow. It smells so good.
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Oh come on. Not even just a nibble off the corner of the roof?
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Don’t touch the gingerbread house!
I finally finished Agenda 21 it a fictitious story conceived around the real UN Earth Summit in Rio de Janerio in 1992.
It was clearly written by Harriet Parke. The female hand is apparent. The forward and afterward are by Glenn Beck. The situation in the compound is similar to the real situation in North Korean prison camps; except for the public executions and beatings. Here, people are “recycled”. As in Korea, the main purpose in life is survival. My initial impression was that it couldn’t happen here, Americans are not a docile people. But toward the end, they spoke of “shadow people” who refused to be subjected to the system. That made it more believable because there are enough uninformed voters to allow something drastic to happen until it’s too late.
Witness the last election.
At the end, the escape, but we don’t know to what. And Harriet doesn’t provide for a way for Emmeline to feed her baby. Minor irritations for a man with a “too technical” mind.
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Remember, Chas, the baby had already been started on “solid food” and she took some of the stores for that and the bottles. In theory, when she gets to the outside, there will be others who are raising families, a nursing mom will be available.
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Mumsee, I was worried about that.
I got an e-mail about editorial blunders. I figured Donna might be amused by some of these:
”Homicide victims rarely talk to police”
“Statistics show that teen pregnancy drops off significantly after age 25”
“One armed man applauds kindness of strangers”
“Federal agents raid gun shop, find weapons”
“Diana still alive hours before she died”
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Classic, Chas.
Deadline pressure does strange things to us. 🙂
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The “Afterword” by Glenn Beck is reason enough to read Agenda 21
I thought of you when I read those Donna, and that Cheryl might appreciate them too.
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I’m no headline writer, but that job is a particular challenge — not only does it have to “fit,” they’re often written on the run. Columbia Journalism Review (another magazine I dropped my subscription to a few years ago) used to devote the inside of their back cover to the month’s “bloopers,” sent in by journalists from all over the country.
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Well, I had a very non-feminist headline blooper in college. On yearbook, we had about a quarter of the total book due on each of the four deadlines scattered throughout the year. So I had to figure out a calendar: which events would have already ended by such and such a date, which sports would have finished ther season, etc. The design people then designed a different headline style for each section of the book (one headline style for class photos, one for sports, etc.). On the first deadline, we sent in only one sports story, since most of the sports hadn’t finished yet. I don’t remember what sport it was, but let’s say it was men’s football. Our artist’s had come up with a three-line headline: MEN’S in huge letters on the first line, then Football in smaller print on the second line, and then something about the season in small print below. All went well until the next deadline, when there was no possible way WOMEN’S would fit! The W alone took up fully half the allotted space! I saw no choice but to change it to GIRLS’ though it bothered me already that too often college-age females were called “girls” and college-age males were called “men.” (In reality, the males were almost all still boys and many of the females were women.) But it would have been terribly expensive to rework what had already been typeset byt the publishing company on the first deadline, and WOMEN’S simply could not be made to fit.
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I am so very impatiently waiting for my kids to arrive. Sigh…
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The reunion will be all the sweeter for the waiting, Kare2012. Will you soon be Kare2013?
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Last minute stuff…done! Now…I need to bake and cook and clean and then entertain. Tomorrow we’ll go to church, have lunch with newfoundfriends at our new church, then a Christmas gathering/game night tomorrow night with longtime friends…Monday, daughter’s family coming over for late lunch, opening presents….no Christmas Eve service is held at our new church…..we will have our own at home…then sleep and hopefully wake up Christmas morn to new fallen snow!
My favorite Christmas tradition…listening to Christmas carols while we make iced sugar cookies….happy times!
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Saw this on FB: “I haven’t seen The Hobbit movie, but it sounds like it must be kind of like Seven Brides for Seven Brothers … I mean, with curly-haired, bearded men singing, doing acrobatics, and swinging axes. I can’t wait!!”
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I see Boise, Idaho is number one again. I am not surprised.
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JaniceG: 🙂
Nope, I don’t age on the computer!
Everyone’s here and we’re having a white Christmas!
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1″ to 3″ for Christmas Eve and Christmas morning is the forecast!
YAY!!!!!
My mother in law and brother in law are already in town, and we spent some time together tonight. Church tomorrow, lunch with some from church and MiL. and then shopping for the ladies. Football for me. Go Giants! Then everyone for dinner.
I’m a pretty happy AJ.
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Then we do it all over again Monday, church and dinner, but throw in a trip to Reading for lunch with the Aunts, Uncles, and assorted folk.
And then…….
It’s CHRISTMAS!!!!!
And we do it all again, church, brunch with neighbors, minus Reading, but including presents and my side of the family.
Yay!!!
🙂
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Favorite Christmas tradition is singing Christmas carols. Preferably actually going caroling – i.e. going to people’s houses to sing to them. But it’s been several years since I’ve had the chance to do that. Singing them at church, or at the Boy Scouts Christmas campout (parents join them for Saturday evening supper and carol-sing), is still pretty good.
On Christmas Eve, we’re having some music before the evening service. I’ll be singing O Come Little Children, the first verse in German then in English, then another verse in English (not sure which one, I’ve seen several different versions, I’m just picking the one I like best from the rest of the verses).
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There were long lines of cars trying to tour our local light extravaganza neighborhood tonight, but my friend and I finally made it in, cruising at 2 mph the whole way, a light rain falling.
There were throngs of people walking the route tonight, too, kids poking out of sunroofs to get a better look, residents selling hot chocolate & Santa hats.
My favorite was the guy whose house stood out because it was not decorated — except for a giant lighted sign featuring a hand pointing to his neighbor’s house that was accompanied by the lighted word DITTO. 🙂
https://www.google.com/search?q=sleepy+hollow+torrance+and+images&hl=en&client=safari&tbo=u&rls=en&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ei=ZcLWULqGB4jA2gXdzICYCg&ved=0CDkQsAQ&biw=1280&bih=623
Before that, we toured the USS Iowa which is now also decked out in Christmas lights. Nice.
https://www.google.com/search?q=uss+iowa+christmas+lights&hl=en&client=safari&tbo=u&rls=en&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ei=HcPWUJzYGMPD2QWu9IGwDQ&ved=0CEEQsAQ&biw=1280&bih=623
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So far, no one has asked, what is Boise, Idaho #1 at?
So I will.
What is Boise, Idaho number one at?
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The “For bettee or for worse” comic strip is obviously a replay from another time. This morning it has:
People partying, celebrating and a little kid looks on for five frames. Sixth frame, he goes out and looks at the moon. Seventh, he looks up and says, “Happy Birthday, Jesus”.
Coldn’t happen today.
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Today hubby and kids hike out to cut down a Christmas tree, then we’ll bake peppermint cookies and decorate the tree this evening.
We also need to unblock our vent stack – not looking forward to hubby going up on the steep roof covered in snow (and his chimney sweeping rope is frozen to the roof, so he won’t be able to tie in until he reaches the peak) Please pray for his safety – thanks. Thankfully, 2 grown children will be able to help him get it done!
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I like the Ditto thing. Apparently our neighbor a couple of streets over who always done his the lights to music has moved. But in recent years his neighbors across the street and next door have been trying to keep up and the street still looks great.
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Interesting that you would ask, Chas. And I am here to answer. Boise was selected by Men’s Health magazine as the number one place for men to live based on their list of thirty or so items. Such as the commute to work averages eighteen minutes. It is deemed the healthiest place for men to live. Good work, good fun, good social life. I happen to know they have some good churches there as well, but the article I read did not say whether the magazine mentioned that or not.
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I haven’t posted any Christmas videos yet, so I’ll post this light display my husband found:
I bet some of the neighbors love it and some hate it. I wouldn’t want the noise, or the cars coming to see it! And somehow it lacks something of the Christmas spirit, too.
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Cheryl, it has nothing to do with Christmas. It’s a fight song, presubamby Indiana. Somebody, maybe Indiana, beat Kentucky. If it had been “Hail Purdue” I would have recognized it.
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Have I linked this yet? A Christmas song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2H4O6VrlsLw
Seems “Silent Night” is always the last one sung.
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Yep, it’s IU’s fight song. My husband and younger daughter–and my whole community–are fans. My father-in-law even gave me a shirt, after commenting last Christmas that I was the only family member who didn’t get a shirt for a sports team. I told him that’s OK, I wouldn’t wear one anyway, and a few months later he gave me one. But really, I don’t even own a shirt for my own college (when I was a student they sold them only in large and extra large and I wear small or medium) and I’m not going to wear a shirt for another college just because some people there play basketball well! (I have watched some games with my hubby, and I’m pleased for him that they’re doing so well this year.)
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I almost forgot one of my Christmas traditions I started back on WorldMag Blog. I have posted this before. But I need to do it again. It’s becoming a Christmas ritual with me. You can scroll past it if it’s too much.
It used to be that when we went to a gathering of some sort, on the way back, I would tell Elvera, “You were the prettiest one there.” (I still tell her she’s the best looking one in Adult IV.)
Once we went to an affair that involved her colleagues at Jefferson High School, in Alexandria, Va. where they worked. After the affair, I told her that she was the second best looking one there. She said, “Who was first?” I said, “Judy”. WELL! it wasn’t fair. Judy was 20 years younger than the others. And youth is beautiful.
Well, it’s much later now, Elvera is older and Judy is a grown woman and a school teacher. Her mother, Elvera’s friend, has died of Alzheimers. Judy sent us a card and a nice note. The first paragraph of the note kinda grabbed me. Since some of you are teachers, I thought, with her permission, that I would share it with you.
“Dear Friends,
Here I sit. It’s early morning and all is quiet. The day has not unfolded and I relish the peace. Soon I will be surrounded by the world of 7th graders…the high-octane mixture of hormones, insecurities and the need to impress peers. Although the students are required to unplug earphones and park all electronics in their lockers, you can tell that the beat goes on in their heads and hearts throughout the day. More than ever, as I teach, it is necessary to repeatedly seize their attention away from the thoughts and visual images that seem to be playing in their minds, blocking them from new input. Bless their hearts. So many among our population have such challenged home lives. Many are without anchor to something good, true and hope-filled. Our prayers for our youth are so needed.”
There’s more of course; I thought that would interest some of you. She also wrote a poem.
Bethlehem – dark, cold and finally quiet,
where most slept bubbled in their own existence
unaware that in their town, that very night,
Love had departed His heavenly throne to move in with humanity.
In a stable was heard
a baby’s gutsy wail
the Word’s first sound.
The town slept on
But not the shepherds out in the fields.
Blanketed under starlit night
gentle stillness exploded into heart-stopping fear,
brilliance swallowed the stars and
the quiet was shattered by a thunderous announcement.
Angels proclaimed that the world’s Savior had just been born in their town!
No sleep for these shepherds.
As they ran to search for this baby in a manger
the Light led, unrestrained by the heavy dark of night,
and just as the angels had said
they found Him!
A boy-King wrapped in rags, lay in a feeding trough.
unimaginable Glory …
wondrous mystery…
In that stable they knelt … they worshipped
the One
the Only
Son of God.
But the town
slept on.
JL Stokes 2008
Merry Christmas
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This December the pastor preached a series on “The Grinch that Stold Christmas”. Today it was “The Grench stole Joy”. The text was Luke 2:6-20. But he really preached 2 Corinthians 7:4 “Great is my boldness of speech toward you, great is my glorying of you; I am filled with comfort, I am exceedingly joyful in all our tribulation.”
What a weird thing to say.
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I may be talking to myself, but here’s another Christmas tradition. I always get this from someone. It makes this sentimental old fool tear up. I thought I might pass it along this year. It takes four minutes.
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I always cry with that one, thanks, Chas.
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Chas @38- The artist for the “For Better or Worse” comic stopped releasing new ones a couple of years ago and is re-releasing the old ones, making a few changes here and there. If you go to the strip’s webpage she has comments below each day’s strip about some of the background, like her inspiration for it, etc.
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Chas is both talking and singing to himself.
We get a lot of complaints about our evolving comics page. You really can’t mess with people’s comics.
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By the way, I am glad the armed bystander did not fire when he had the Clackamas mall shooter in his sights. He did what he needed to do, the shooter did the rest.
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I suppose that would be more pertinent if I had put it on the news/politics thread. Oops.
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Wow Mumsee, way to interject some holiday cheer.
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This is he best Christmas comic I have seen this year.
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We had an excellent sermon today, to be continued either at tomorrow night’s Christmas Eve service or next Sunday.
Part of today’s message addressed why so many (namely Herod & the Israelites at the time) were so “troubled” by the birth of Jesus which had been prophesied.
From the sermon: “Why would they be troubled if they had no faith? If I don’t believe in lightning, why would reports of lightning be bothersome to me? … The answer is that all men have a knowledge of God (Rom. 1:18-23); not a saving knowledge but a knowledge nonetheless. You might call it a disturbing knowledge. They know there is a God and there will be a day of reckoning.
“The atheist argues that there is no God. But even in the shortest conversation with an atheist, one can detect not merely disinterest but hostility toward God.
“I am neither mad at nor do I fear purple dragons. They simply get none of my attention. I am certainly not going to form an anti-purple dragon society. If there is no God, why to atheists hate him so much?”
Or, as R.C. Sproul titled one of his books, “If There is No God, Why are There So Many Atheists?”
I mean, really, why would they bother even thinking about (let alone being upset about) something they don’t believe?
The sermon also touched on our society’s push to purge all vestiges of Christianity from the public square. Remove that foundation and we can just live “the way we see fit.”
But there’s nothing new under the sun.
The Israelites at the time of Jesus’ birth (a time when there was a wicked king amid a wicked generation worthy of judgement – Matt. 12:39-45; 16:4; 17:17), after all, in effect preferred Herod to Jesus.
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PeterL, #50. It wouldn’t let me go there. I know the strip is a replay of previous strips. The dog died long ago. I’m just curious that a “Happy Birthday Jesus” would show up in modern strips. BC used to be openly Christian in approach.
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Chas, that video gets me every time. I am going to meet my friend G from Los Angeles in a few minutes and had to repair my make up.
We went to see the Hobbit this afternoon. Eh, I hate to admit, I just didn’t get it and kept thinking “Dear God, when will this movie end?”
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Tired of music? How about some adorable Kiwi actors?
https://youtube.com/watch?v=kWq60oyrHVQ%3Frel%3D0
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Kim, my husband said, “Was that three hours already?!” Meanwhile I said, “I was thinking it was probably pretty close to the end, and I was wondering what scene they’d end it on.” Neither of us found it slow, but I didn’t find it “fast” and apparently he did.
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Christmas tradition for our family. Watching The Sound of Music right now 🙂
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Michelle, I copied and sent that on. My oldest GD, -the one with the blog- works with the preschools in her church.
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Chas: try this link.
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I got it Peter. It’s the same strip that’s in today’s paper.
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I like to listen to Christmas music. The music I like is the old recordings. It occurred to me the first time this year.
I’ve never heard Gene Autry sing a carol
Autry sings:
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
Jolly Old St. Nicholas
Here Comes Santa clause, etc, but never a Christmas Carol
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So, AJ, how did that Giants game turn out … oh, wait a minute, I watched that game.
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Good Christmas Eve morning to everyone!
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Good morning to all. I am off to Wal-Mart soon. I have been avoiding it, but today is the 24th and I can’t avoid it any longer….I will post if I survive!
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God Bless us everyone!
I am off to WalMart too, but since it is only 5:30a.m. I am hoping for a light crowd 😉 Church at noon and whole extended family this evening.
Adios
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I’m so glad I don’t have to go to Walmart today 😉
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Merry Christmas Everyone
It’s Christmas Eve and we’re having a wet Christmas Eve in Hendersonville.
But we’re off to Greensboro to spend Christmas with Chuck and his heard.
We’ll attend a Christmas Eve service and then dinner out somewhere. I’ll likely buy it.
What is the best, worst, weirdest present you’ve ever received?
Elvera and I bought each other a snow tire for Christmas in 1963.
We aren’t buying each other gifts this year.
Nothing we need.
Nothing we want.
Yes, it does occur to us that that is an enviable position to be in.
Yes we are thankful.
My dad used to say, “I’m just happy to have all my children here.”
I now understand what he meant. He lost one in 1952.
I used to think it was impossible to mess up “Silent Night”.
But I just heard a man on the radio do it, rock style with drums.
I hate it.
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The most memorable present I received was when I was 13 or 14. I had been shopping with my parents and had tried on a beautiful fuchsia blouse with tiny black polka dots. I begged Mom to buy it for me but she said no. Unbeknownst to me, Dad went back to the store as we moved further down the mall, bought the blouse and turned the bag inside out so I wouldn’t see the store name. He gave the blouse to me for Christmas – the only time I received a gift from Dad alone (gifts were always from the two of them). I still have that blouse – just can’t seem to give it away. Shows how much fathers mean to their daughters.
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Kare, it wasn’t really a gift, but when I was about 12 I saw a sweater I loved: pink with little flecks of other colors in it, fitted ribbing. It was lovely and I realized I didn’t own any long-sleeved anything except cardigan sweaters. I asked my mom if I could get it, and told her I didn’t have anything long-sleeved. (We lived in Phoenix, but still, even there, it was good to own at least one outfit with sleeves!) She looked at it and asked me if I was willing to help pay for it. Money was very scarce for me at that point in my life; my life savings were perhaps $15. I debated but I said yes. Whether Mom was simply testing me to see how much I wanted it, or whether she actually made me pay half, I don’t remember. I do know she bought it for me.
And I’ve had to sew it a couple of times through the years; the original threads holding the sleeves on rotted long ago. But amazingly it has held its shape for 30 years (unusual when it comes in for a “fitted” wrist) and is still as pretty as it was when we bought it. I only wear it once or twice a year, if that, because I know it’s going to be beyond repair at some point, but it still looks good enough that I even got an author portrait taken in it a few years ago, and a church portrait after that. I’m 50% heavier than when we bought it, though, and I haven’t tried it on this year (I’ve gained a size since I married), but it just seems like a “keeper.”
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