Here it is almost 2 days into winter, and I have yet to notice the days getting longer! On the 21st we got just less than 8 hours of daylight, about 8 minutes less. Gonna take a while before we can actually see the lengthening days.
I have had this around for some time, and I rather like it, and I hope you do too. It is titled Christmas Mistake?:
A Christmas Mistake?
Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations -extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas. My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks he’d been memorizing songs for his school’s "Winter Pageant."
I didn’t have the heart to tell him I’d be working the night of the production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher.
She assured me there’d be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise. So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down.
Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song. Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas", I didn’t expect anything other than fun, and commercial entertainment -songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.
So, when my son’s class rose to sing "Christmas Love", I was slightly taken aback by its bold title. Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcap’s upon their heads. Those in the front row -center stage -held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.
As the class would sing "C is for Christmas", a child would hold up the letter C. Then "H is for Happy", and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message of "Christmas Love". The performance was going smoothly until suddenly we noticed her; a small, quiet girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down -totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W".
The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one’s mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W".
Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we all understood -the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.
For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear: "CHRISTWAS LOVE"
And I believe He still is. Merry Christmas
Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska won’t make it ‘white’.
TODAY’S WEB PAGE:
I have developed quite an attachment to the flash mobs around the world. They are all very good, with some being better than others. This one is done with a bunch of kids that are just as talented as all get out. Well worth a look: flash mob
Finally somebody explained politics to me
When top level people look down, they see only shit-heads; When the bottom level people look up, they see only assholes.
You will Never see another Flow Chart that describes politics so clearly.
Jacob, age 81 and Rebecca, age 80, living in Florida, are all excited about their decision to get married. They go for a stroll to discuss the wedding, and on the way they pass a drugstore. Jacob suggests they go in.
Jacob addresses the man behind the counter:
"Are you the owner?"
The pharmacist answers, "Yes."
Jacob: "We’re about to get married. Do you sell heart medication?"
Pharmacist: "Of course, we do."
Jacob: "How about medicine for circulation?"
Pharmacist: "All kinds."
Jacob: "Medicine for rheumatism?"
Jacob: "How about suppositories?"
Pharmacist: "You bet!"
Jacob: "Medicine for memory problems, arthritis and Alzheimer’s?"
Pharmacist: "Yes, a large variety. The Works."
Jacob: "What about vitamins, sleeping pills, Geritol, antidotes for Parkinson’s disease?"
Jacob: "Everything for heartburn and indigestion?"
Pharmacist: "We sure do."
Jacob: "You sell wheelchairs and walkers and canes?"
Pharmacist: "All speeds and sizes."
Jacob: "Adult diapers?"
Jacob: "We’d like to use this store as our Bridal Registry."
Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another.