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A Russian Orphan’s Christmas Story
A Russian Orphan’s Christmas Story (by author unknown) In 1994, two Americans answered an invitation from the Russian Dept. of Education to teach morals and ethics (based on Biblical principles) in the public schools. They were invited to teach at prisons, businesses, the fire and police departments, and a large
Tonight He Is Yours
Tonight He Is Yours (by Leotha Wade Slagowski) Tonight He is yours, Mary. For this is the hour of His birth. Count His little toes one by one— A million mothers have counted newborn baby toes A million times before. Marvel at His baby feet. Tomorrow He will walk the
He Bought Me Every Happiness
We have, hanging in our home, a stunningly beautiful painting by Liz Lemon Swindle of Christ in Gethsemane. This large painting is approximately 5’ x 4.5’, and is positioned on a wall that faces our dining room area. I love the idea of having this very emotionally charged, and profoundly
Are You Willing…
Are You Willing… (by Henry Van Dyke) Are you willing to stoop down and consider the needs and desires of little children; to remember the weakness and loneliness of people who are growing old; to stop asking how much your friends love you, and ask whether you love them enough;
A Deeper Hunger
A Deeper Hunger (by Ramona W. Cannon) Late in the pioneer era, the Nelson family emigrated from Denmark and settled in the little town of Goshen, a dry, sandy, unyielding part of “Zion” at the foot of Utah Lake. Only with great difficulty could they eke out the humblest sort
Joseph and Mary
Joseph and Mary (by Jeffrey R. Holland) [You and I] need to remember the very plain scene, even the poverty, of a night devoid of tinsel or wrapping or goods of this world. Only when we see that single, sacred, unadorned object of our devotion—the Babe of Bethlehem—will we know
The Camel Had Wandered
The Camel Had Wandered (by Janet Eyestone Buck) Our family has always enjoyed a Christmas tradition of setting out a ceramic nativity scene—complete with wise men, camels, shepherds, sheep, and, of course, Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus. Each season the nativity scene was the same. One year when my children
Consider…
Consider… (by T. L. Conklin) Consider what one star does to a night One song to watchers on a lonely hill One candle burning on a window sill To a dark street Think with what lovely light One mother’s smile transforms to glory bright Even a stable Or when all
In the Name of Christ
The late Dr. Norman Vincent Peale, an exceptionally influential Christian, once told of an experience in his youth as follows: One Christmas Eve when I was 12, I was out with my minister father doing some late Christmas shopping. We were both loaded down with packages and I was getting
Far as the Curse Was Found
I love Christmastime for so many reasons…one of which is that this season affords us so much lovely music. I’ve been thinking these past couple of weeks about Isaac Watts’ great Christmas hymn “Joy to the World.” Verse three, which was slightly altered by W. W. Phelps, and put in
Christmas–The Rest of the Story
Of all the great souls who have ever lived, it is no secret that One stands out far above the rest. More stories have been told, more songs sung, more scenes painted about Him than about any other who has dwelt on our planet. He’s become a big part of
Whence Is That Goodly Fragrance?
The smells of Christmastime…freshly cut pine boughs…hot cider with brown sugar, cinnamon, cloves, and a splash of orange…peppermint…gingerbread…chocolate candies…not to mention all of the wonderful foods that we eat as we gather together for mealtime. I love the smells of Christmas! There’s an old traditional French Christmas carol (translated into
Opposites
Thanksgiving…a time to reflect on blessings, such as: a testimony of Christ and His gospel; loving family and friends; a comfortable house to shelter us from the world; delicious food to eat; electricity; running water; a variety of wonderful music, art, and entertainment to enjoy; an income to pay for
I Shall Not Live In Vain
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: “If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; if I can ease one life the aching, or cool one pain, or help one fainting Robin unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.” (Emily Dickinson) Being somewhat of
Rooted in the Sky
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: “It is only from the light which streams constantly from heaven that a tree can derive the energy to strike its roots deep into the soil. The tree is in fact rooted in the sky.” (Simone Weil) I love this! Now, we must agree that a
Ripening Grapes
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: “The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen the smallest bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.” (Galileo) I love the underlying message of this idea. In my estimation, this is
My First Post
Hello, world! This is my first post on my new website. As will become very evident to anyone who takes the time to explore this site, it is very mission driven. On Facebook, in the ABOUT section of my musician’s page, I’ve posted these words: “Doing What I Was Born
