Category Archives: Christmas

Christmas 2009 – a memory

This Christmas Memory snapshot was taken in 1995 in Aurora, Colorado.

There are so many marvelous Christmas memories

and I bring them out now and then

– especially the snapshots that tell our stories.

“Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance – each beautiful, unique and too soon gone.”

— Deborah Whipp

Wishing you all marvelous memories and

All Things Good

in 2010!

Merry Christmas!

“I heard the bells, on Christmas Day,
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

William Henry Wadsworth

O Come Emmanuel

no snow in Southwest Texas

Some members of my family are having a white Christmas (don’t know if the New York/Massachusetts family has dug out yet!).

There won’t be any snow in Seguin, Texas

– but it is Christmas –

and a time for rejoicing

with friends

and thinking of family

with love and marvelous memories

as we celebrate the birth of Christ.

Merry Christmas to all!

Angels Carol

The Little Drummer Boy

May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace,

The gladness of Christmas give you hope.

The warmth of Christmas give you love.

the miracle of Christmas

Miracles

A child is born tonight in Bethlehem
His mother holds him close and sings a sweet lullaby
All the world is sleeping unaware that God himself has come in the night

The shepherds tremble as the angels sing
And in their song the voice of God speaks peace to the world
A miracle has happened, God has come and God has spoken
But the miracle has only just begun

And the God who spoke is speaking still
And the God who came still comes
And the miracle that happened still happens in the heart that will believe
And we see (receive) the miracle of Christmas

So come to Bethlehem again and see
The One who’s come to rescue us, our Saviour and King
Bring your past, the joy, the sorrow, all your hope to find tomorrow

And hear the words again, fear not and know that God is near

For the God who spoke is speaking still
And the God who came still comes
And the miracle that happened still happens in the heart that will believe
And receive the miracle of Christmas

Believe the miracle of Christmas
Will you believe?

~ Stephen Curtis Chapman

two turtle doves

Turtle Doves Symbolize True Love

There’s a strong symbolic link between Turtle Doves and lovers. Because mated pairs stay together over many years, and possibly for life, the birds were long associated with love and faithfulness. An early reference is made to them in the famous “Song of Songs” of the Old Testament, one of the oldest and best known love poems: “My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land” (Song Sol 2:10-12 King James).

A Child’s Christmas in Wales

I really miss some of my records (78 rpm records- remember those??) [old story: lost all in the 1998  flood – boo-hoo].  There were several Dylan Thomas records in my collection and although this is a good recording – no one could read Dylan Thomas like Dylan Thomas.  When I heard his Welsh voice reciting “Do not go gentle into that good night . . .” I would almost weep . . .

Dylan Marlais Thomas was born in Swansea, Wales on October 27, 1914.

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

“Infant Holy, Infant Lowly” is thought to be a very old Polish carol, of unknown origin. It was published in Spiewniczek Piesni Koscielne in 1908 and speaks of the stable scene-baby Jesus lying in a manger bed with the animals nearby. It also speaks of the hillside where shepherds heard the story from the angels and rejoiced.

The short rhymed phrases move the piece forward, pointing to the final statement and the purpose of the song: “Christ the babe is Lord of all.”

W żłobie leży! Któż pobieży
Kolędować małemu
Jezusowi Chrystusowi
Dziś nam narodzonemu?
Pastuszkowie przybywajcie
Jemu wdzięcznie przygrywajcie
Jako Panu naszemu.

My zaś sami z piosneczkami
Za wami pospieszymy
A tak Tego Maleńkiego
Niech wszyscy zobaczymy
Jak ubogo narodzony
Płacze w stajni położony
Więc go dziś ucieszymy.

Infant holy,
Infant lowly,
For His bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing,
Little knowing
Christ the Babe is Lord of all.
Swift are winging
Angels singing,
Nowells ringing,
Tidings bringing,
Christ the Babe is Lord of all.

Flocks were sleeping,
Shepherds keeping
Vigil till the morning new,
Saw the glory,
Heard the story,
Tidings of a Gospel true.
Thus rejoicing,
Free from sorrow,
Praises voicing,
Greet the morrow,
Christ the Babe was born for you!