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My Christmas present to myself each year is to see how much air travel can open up the world and read more
My Christmas present to myself each year is to see how much air travel can open up the world and take me to places as far from sheltered California and Japan as possible.
Somehow, not only for Christmas but all the long year through, The joy that you give to others Is the read more
Somehow, not only for Christmas but all the long year through, The joy that you give to others Is the joy that comes back to you. And the more you spend in blessing The poor and lonely and sad, The more of your heart's possessing Returns to you glad.
Christmas is for children. But it is for grown-ups too. Even if
it is a headache, a chore, and read more
Christmas is for children. But it is for grown-ups too. Even if
it is a headache, a chore, and a nightmare, it is a period of
necessary defrosting of chilled hidebound hearts.
As many mince pies as you taste at Christmas' so many happy
months will you have.
As many mince pies as you taste at Christmas' so many happy
months will you have.
What babe new born is this that in a manger cries?
Near on her lowly bed his happy mother read more
What babe new born is this that in a manger cries?
Near on her lowly bed his happy mother lies.
Oh, see the air is shaken with white and heavenly wings--
This is the Lord of all the earth, this is the King of Kings.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
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At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity
Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity
Christmas is not a date. It is a state of mind.
Christmas is not a date. It is a state of mind.
No trumpet-blast profound
The hour in which the Prince of Peace was born;
No bloody streamlet stained
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No trumpet-blast profound
The hour in which the Prince of Peace was born;
No bloody streamlet stained
Earth's silver rivers on the sacred morn.
