An article in National Geographic several years ago provided a penetrating picture of God’s wings…
Santa lives at the North Pole ...
JESUS is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh ...
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Like the little old lady who returned your wallet yesterday.
Like the taxi driver who told you that your eyes light up the world when you smile.
I see children as kites.
You spend a lifetime trying to get them off the ground...
You run with them until you're both breathless...
Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.
See the PC Police had taken away,
Time is the most powerful currency of the 21st century. And this powerful currency demands much of our attention.
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
There was once a man who did not believe in either the virgin birth of
Christ or the spiritual meaning behind it, and was skeptical even about
My grandma taught me everything about Christmas. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: