The Origin of “The 12 Days of Christmas”

December 17, 2007 by admin  
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When most people hear of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” they think of the
song. This song had its origins as a teaching tool to instruct young people
in the meaning and content of the Christian Faith. Read more

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A Christmas Prayer

December 16, 2007 by admin  
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by Robert Lewis Stevenson

Loving Father, help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in
the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of
the wise Men.
Close the door of hate and open the door of love all over the world. Let
kindness come with every gift and good desires with every greeting. Deliver
us from evil by the blessing with Christ brings, and teach us to be merry
with clear hearts.
May Christmas morning make us happy to be Thy children, and the Christmas
evening bring us to our beds with grateful thoughts, forgiving and forgiven,
for Jesus’ sake. Amen.

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Twas The Night Before Christmas

August 6, 2007 by crisy  
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by Clement C. Moore

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that ST. NICHOLAS soon would be there; Read more

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Rudolph – That Amazing Reindeer

August 6, 2007 by crisy  
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On a December night in Chicago several years ago, a little girl climbed onto her father’s lap and asked a question. It was a simple question, asked in children’s curiosity, yet it had a heart-rending effect on Robert May. Read more

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Gift of the Magi

August 6, 2007 by crisy  
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By O. Henry

One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas. There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating. Read more

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