Showing posts with label Christmas Gifts. Show all posts
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Thursday, 16 December 2021

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (020) A Winter’s Tale

 

It was in sixteenth century Germany, or so the legend has it, in a town called Wittenberg in Saxony-Anhalt.

That the founder of the protestant church, Martin Luther, was the first to decorate a Christmas tree with lighted candles.

Apparently when he was walking home through the forest one dark and frosty winter’s night, his attention was drawn to the myriad of bright stars that he could see sparkling and twinkling through the branches of the trees.

The beauty of the nights display had a great effect on him, and he proceeded home very excited.

When he arrived home he relayed to his family what he had seen and what had excited him so and almost immediately he set about decorating his Christmas tree with candles and then to his families surprise he lit them.

Goodness only knows what his family thought, possibly that he was possessed, and what of the other people in the town, what did they think of him and his antics?

It probably caused as much consternation than the reformation.

Tuesday, 7 December 2021

THERE’S NO BETTER TIME THAN CHRISTMAS

 

There’s no better time than Christmas

I’ve always believed it to be so

When we remember Christ the saviour

Born two thousand years ago

 

There’s no better time than Christmas

When we celebrate his birth

In the sanctuary of a candlelit church

We rejoice for all we’re worth

 

There’s no better time than Christmas

To look beneath ageing skin

Of any of the old souls in the season

And still find a child within

 

There’s no better time than Christmas

I’ve always believed it to be so

When we remember Christ the saviour

Born two thousand years ago

CHRISTMAS SKY

 

The winter stage is dressed in tones of white

Everywhere is quiet everywhere is bright

Houses are adorned with lights of every hue

To celebrate the Christmas hullaballoo

And the starry sky on a frost filled night

Is in truth the most wonderful sight

A sky that held the star they had to follow

Over two thousand Christmas skies ago

CHRISTMAS DAY IS ALMOST HERE

 

Christmas day is almost here

The time of year

I hold so dear

 

When to tradition we must adhere

When to every ear

We are sincere

 

A time of goodwill and cheer

A time to care

A time to share

 

Christmas is when we banish fear

Keep close those near

And those dear

 

Christmas day is almost here

The time of year

When we revere

DECEMBER SKY

 

Under the rich December sky

Breath plumed in the frost filled air

The winter sky sparkled with stars

Like diamonds stitched to the curtain of night

The moon was almost full

And from that December moon

The lunar light bathed the landscape

So that light sparkled on the ice crystals

Creating a myriad of twinkling stars

To mimic their celestial cousins

ONE OF THE TWELVE - JOHN BROTHER OF JAMES

 

One of the twelve

John the beloved disciple

Son of Zebedee

Son of Salome

Named by Christ

With his brother James

Sons of thunder

A simple fisherman

Turned to a fisher of men

By Jesus of Galilee

One of the four Evangelists

John was the only disciple

To witness the crucifixion

While dying on the cross,

Jesus instructed him

To take care

Of his mother Mary

Witness of the ascension

Who spread the Gospels

Far and wide

John died at Ephesus

Have lived to an old age

The only un-martyred apostle

 

Feast Day December 27th

REMEMBER, REMEMBER THE 26TH OF DECEMBER

 

Remember, Remember the 26th of December

The feast of Stephen is the day

Celebrated in a very special way

In the UK it’s known as Boxing Day

OH GOD TO YOU WE PRAY

 

Oh God to you we pray

To let peace on earth come our way

Oh God to you we pray

Would that we could have our way

Oh God grant this day

That peace on earth will come our way

Oh God we hear you say

That peace on earth will come our way

If we could from this day

Just live Christmas every day

 

Inspired by Helen Steiner Rice (1900-1981)

THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL

 

The Christmas Angel comes each year

To spread around the Christmas cheer

Though the angels seldom appear

They are still there so do not fear

And listening with the keenest ear

You will never ever be able to hear

The Christmas angel standing near

But she will look over those near and dear

As she spreads around the Christmas cheer

Then the heavenly presence we revere

Twill be gone again until next year

 


SILENT NIGHT, HOLY NIGHT

 

Silent night, holy night

Such a sweet carol

Neither rousing nor stirring

But moving and inspiring

A carol to unite in adoration

A song to touch the soul

Poignant and joyous

Holy music at its most powerful

Simple and unpretentious


TWO THOUSAND YEARS HAVE PASSED

 

Two thousand years have passed

Since you died on that cross of pain

Dying for our salvation

Which began your holy reign

 

Two thousand years have passed

And when Christmas comes again

We will celebrate the day of you birth

Which began your holy reign

ONE OF THE TWELVE - DOUBTING THOMAS

 

One of the twelve

Doubting Thomas

Sometimes called

Didymus the Twin

Or the Apostle of India

Was a carpenter by trade

Witness of the ascension

Who was gently rebuked

After the resurrection

For his scepticism by Christ

Before exclaiming

“My Lord and My God,”

Thomas was the only witness

Of the Assumption

Of Mary into heaven

He then spread the Gospels

Far and wide

But was stabbed to death

With a spear

While in India

At a place called Calamine

REMEMBER, REMEMBER THE 21ST OF DECEMBER

Remember, Remember the 21st of December

St Thomas the apostle is about

Because that is the special day

When St Thomas is without a doubt

DECEMBER

 

December’s wind is bitter

December's moon is cold

December's gem is turquoise

December’s year is old

 

December’s sun is cool

December’s water is ice

December’s number is twelve

December smells of spice

 

December’s season is winter

December’s green is holly

December’s season is festive

December people are jolly

 

December’s shops are full

December’s shows are on

December’s drink is eggnog

December smells of cinnamon

 

December’s days are short

December’s nights are long

December’s tone is joy

December sings a Christmas song

HE SLEEPS A KINGLY SLEEP

 

Oh prince of peace

Humbly lain on hay

Born to the world

On this special day

 

Shepherds, beasts

And kings of earth

Pay homage

At the saviours birth

 

While the Christ child

With angelic face

Sleeps a kingly sleep

In this humble place

CHRISTMAS, CHRISTMAS

 

Christmas, Christmas,

A time of peace and joy

When God gave us his son

Jesus the holy infant boy

But kids don’t think of Jesus

They just want the latest toy

 

Christmas, Christmas,

When God gave us a saviour

A redeemer for all the world

Now it is the season of plethora

When the rich can feel richer

And the poor just feel the poorer

 

Christmas, Christmas,

God was your sacrifice in vain

When you gave the world your son

Only to see his body slain

If only we had not lost our way

Will we be better when he comes again?

SILVER STRANDS

 

It sparkles there for all to see

Threaded round the Christmas tree

Silver tinsel shinning bright

Silver strands of Christian light

It shines and sparkles as a symbol

Of the love Christ has for us all

A strand of love, looped and curled

Threaded all around the world

And when you look at a Christmas tree

Silver strands of love you’ll see

ALL THE CHRISTMAS SAINTS AND ANGELS

 

All the Christmas Saints and Angels

Work behind the scenes

To orchestrate the season

Like precision built machines

 

They make the tinsel sparkle

They make the music play

They fill out hearts with love

As we wait for the saviours day

 

All the Christmas Saints and Angels

Pulling the strings unseen

Their purpose is a simple one

To fulfil all our Christmas dreams

SAVIOUR, AT YOUR BIRTH

 

Saviour, at your birth

The angels softly sang

Heralding your arrival

To save the fate of man

 

Now your birthday is near

We hear the church bells rang

Calling your children hither

To sing the thanks of man

MELCHIOR, CASPAR AND BALTHAZAR

Three kings from the east

Melchior, Caspar and Balthazar

Enlightened kings of wisdom

On their great quest travelled far

Three wise men from the east

Who followed a bright star

Three kings bearing gifts

Gold, frankincense, and myrrh

Three kings from the east

Melchior, Caspar and Balthazar

Three kings of great wealth

Bowed low before the saviour 

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