Posts Tagged ‘Christ’

Christmas by BHO

December 1, 2009

I BHO, President of the Socialist State of America, do hereby decree by Executive Order, prepared by the ACLU and bypassing Congress, that the word Christ and Christmas will be deleted.

 

‘Twas the month before Christmas

when all through our land,

not a Christian was praying

nor taking a stand.

 

Ya see BHO’s ‘Thought Police’

had taken them away,

the reason for Christmas

no one could say.

 

Children were told by their schools

not to sing,

about Shepherds and Wise Men

and Angels and things.

 

It might hurt people’s feelings,

the teachers would say,

December 25th

is just a ‘Holiday ‘.

 

Yet the shoppers were ready

with cash, checks and credit,

pushing folks down to the floor

just to get it!

 

CDs from Madonna, an X-BOX,

and an I-pod,

something was changing,

something quite odd!

 

Retailers promoted Ramadan

and Kwanzaa,

in hopes to sell books

by Franken & Fonda.

 

As Targets’ were hanging

their trees upside down,

at Lowe’s the word Christmas

was no where to be found.

 

At K-Mart and Staples

and Penney’s and Sears,

you won’t hear the word Christmas

it won’t touch your ears.

 

Inclusive, sensitive,

Di-vers-i-ty,

are words that were used

to intimidate me.

 

Now Daschle, Now Durban,

now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen,

on Boxer, on Rather

on Kerry, on Clinton!

 

At the top of the Senate

there arose such a clatter,

to eliminate Jesus

in all public matter.

 

And we spoke not a word

as they took away our faith,

forbidden to speak

of salvation and grace.

 

The true Gift of Christmas was

exchanged and discarded,

the reason for the season

stopped before it started.

 

So as you celebrate ‘Winter Break’

under your ‘Dream Tree’,

sipping your Starbucks

listen to me.

 

Choose your words carefully

choose what you say,

Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS,

Not Happy Holiday!

 

Please, all Christians join together and wish everyone you meet during the Holidays a MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Christ is ‘The Reason’ for the Christ-mas Season!

If you agree, please forward.

God and the Geese

November 24, 2009

There was once a man who didn’t believe in God, and he didn’t hesitate to let others know how he felt about religion and religious holidays.

His wife, however, did believe, and she raised their children to also have faith in God and Jesus, despite his disparaging comments.

One snowy eve, his wife was taking their children to service in the farm community in which they lived. They were to talk about Jesus’ birth. She asked him to come, but he refused.

“That story is nonsense!” he said. “Why would God lower Himself to come to Earth as a man? That’s ridiculous!”

So she and the children left, and he stayed home.

A while later, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blizzard. As the man looked out the window, all he saw was a blinding snowstorm. He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening. Then he heard a loud thump. Something had hit the window. He looked out, but couldn’t see more than a few feet. When the snow let up a little, he ventured outside to see what could have been beating on his window.

In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese. Apparently they had been flying south for the winter when they got caught in the snowstorm and couldn’t go on. They were lost and stranded on his farm, with no food or shelter. They just flapped their wings and flew around the field in low circles, blindly and aimlessly. A couple of them had flown into his window, it seemed.

The man felt sorry for the geese and wanted to help them. The barn would be a great place for them to stay, he thought. It’s warm and safe; surely they could spend the night and wait out the storm. So he walked over to the barn and opened the doors wide, then watched and waited, hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside.

But the geese just fluttered around aimlessly and didn’t seem to notice the barn or realize what it could mean for them.

The man tried to get their attention, but that just seemed to scare them, and they moved further away. He went into the house and came with some bread, broke it up, and made a bread crumb trail leading to the barn. They still didn’t catch on.

Now he was getting frustrated. He got behind them and tried to shoo them toward the barn, but they only got more scared and scattered in every direction except toward the barn. Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where they would be warm and safe.

“Why don’t they follow me?!” he exclaimed. “Can’t they see this is the only place where they can survive the storm?”

He thought for a moment and realized that they just wouldn’t follow a human. “If only I were a goose, then I could save them,” he said out loud. Then he had an idea. He went into the barn, got one of his own geese, and carried it in his arms as he circled around behind the flock of wild geese.

He then released it. His goose flew through the flock and straight into the barn — and one-by-one, the other geese followed it to safety.

He stood silently for a moment as the words he had spoken a few minutes earlier replayed in his mind: “If only I were a goose, then I could save them!” Then he thought about what he had said to his wife earlier. “Why would God want to be like us? That’s ridiculous!”

Suddenly it all made sense. That is what God had done. We were like the geese–blind, lost, perishing.

God had His Son become like us so He could show us the way and save us.

As the winds and blinding snow died down, his soul became quiet and pondered this wonderful thought. Suddenly he understood why Christ had come. Years of doubt and disbelief vanished with the passing storm. He fell to his knees in the snow, and prayed his first prayer:

“Thank You, God, for coming in human form to get me out of the storm!”


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