It’s Christmastime!

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It’s Christmastime everyone!
Time to deck the halls –
Time to string the lights
‘Round the tree and on the walls.

It’s time to go a-wasselling –
Wasselling? Hooray!
I don’t know what it is
But we’ll have fun anyway.

It’s time to join the bustle,
Time to shop the stores,
Time to wrap the gifts –
Wait! I need just one thing more.

Celebrations everywhere,
Yummy treats to eat,
Old friends to laugh with,
And memories, oh, so sweet.

Families all together,
Loved ones held so close,
Christmas is the time
That we truly love the most!

But the joy of this season
By all is not shared.
There are those burdened
By a heavy load of cares.

There are those who are hurting,
Those who have no hope,
Those who are hungry,
Those who cannot seem to cope.

Christmastime to these dear ones
Is just another day
To struggle all alone,
Not a time to sing and play.

They simply can’t comprehend
The reason that we sing.
Their woes are too great;
They think miracles silly things.

They’re searching for an answer,
Escape from their plight.
They’re holding back tears
As they kiss their kids goodnight.

Oh, it’s time we look around –
Open up our eyes
To a dying world
That thinks no one hears their cries.

Our lives are filled with plenty;
We’ve so much to give.
We’ve a Hope to share
With a world that longs for it.

It’s Christmastime, after all!
Time to spread the news,
Time to tell of Jesus
And His love for me and you.

It’s time to go a-serving!
Serving? Yes, indeed!
Meeting needs of others –
What great joy and love it brings!

So, let’s celebrate this season
Telling of His birth,
Giving unto others,
Spreading Hope and Peace on earth.


*Dedicated to my son, Corey, who is spending his Christmas break building houses for those in need in Peru. I am so proud of his choices and the man he is becoming.


A Year of Smiles – Day 181


Sometimes we forget the importance of sharing SMILES with those around us. We often seek SMILES for ourselves.  What is going to bring me joy?  What is going to brighten my day?  When we do this, however, we’re actually short changing ourselves. We’re settling for a diminished joy and telling ourselves that our SMILES are as good as it gets.

Well, I’ve got news for you. That joy we experience from doing things that make ourselves happy is nothing compared to the joy that comes when we make another person SMILE.  It’s a joy that makes no sense to a world focused on me, me, me but once experienced, you’ll never want to let it go.

Do you wanna kick your joy up a notch? Start spreading the SMILES.  It’s easy to do.  The needs of others are right at our fingertips.  Prayer requests and cries for help are all over social media.  Pick a need that you can meet and go be the hands and feets of Jesus.  Do for others as you would like done for you. 

Oh, and don’t wait around for a “Thank you”. I guarantee that the SMILE on the faces of those you choose to serve will be more than enough thanks.  And the joy you feel, well… you have to experience it for yourself to truly believe it. 

So what are you waiting for? Go spread some SMILES this weekend.

Soapboxes and Servants

I’m revisiting one of my posts from several years ago.  It seems God wanted to remind me of its message today.  Perhaps there’s another who needs to hear this message, as well.

Sometimes I stand on my soapbox.  Sometimes I climb even further and sit on my high horse.  I like it from up there.  I can see much more clearly in that position.  I can think without the distractions of the opinions of others.  I can make my declarations without interruption from those standing below.  I can feel satisfied and proud of myself for standing up, for saying what I believe, for spreading the message of truth and what is right (at least, what I think is truth and what I think is right).

Yes, I can stand on my soapbox and sit on my high horse because it’s the easy thing to do.  In fact, we all can do what is easy.  It’s the difficult that gives us problems.  It’s those things we know we should do, such as walking in the steps of Jesus, that we find so hard.  For His steps may lead us to the houses of sinners or require us to love the unlovable.  Jesus’ steps may direct us to wash the feet of our brothers and sisters in Christ, to serve our neighbors or to forgive our enemies.  The steps of Jesus may even require us to rethink our definitions of truth and re-evaluate what we believe is right.

Certainly, to follow in our Savior’s steps is no easy task but I can’t help but think that we make it harder than it should be.  You see, it’s tough to be a servant from the lofty heights on which we choose to stand.  And it’s difficult to share our Savior’s love while clinging to the reigns of our pride.  It appears it would be easier to follow in the steps of Jesus if we were a bit closer to the ground.

Oh, Lord, forgive me for climbing atop my soapbox and for mounting that high horse in times when You want me to deny myself, swallow my pride and simply serve others.  I want to follow in your steps.  So make me a servant, dear Lord.  May my words and my actions exalt only You.  Amen.

Mark 10:45 (NIV) For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.

Philippians 2:5-7 (NIV) In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness.

Mark 9:35 (ESV) And he sat down and called the twelve. And he said to them, “If anyone would be first, he must be last of all and servant of all.”

Galatians 2:20 (ESV) I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.


Bless Me!

Achoo!  My little boy sneezed in the car one morning as we were headed to school.  I, of course, immediately said, “Bless you!”

A few minutes later, it was my turn to sneeze.  (Those pesky sneezes always seem to travel!Achoo!

Then there was silence.

“You know,” I said to my son.  “It’s nice to say, ‘Bless you’ when you hear someone sneeze.”

“Sorry,” he sheepishly replied.

Quickly, I assured him that I wasn’t scolding but only explaining that saying “Bless you” is a way to tell someone you want God to bless a person.

“Oh,” he piped, “so next time I sneeze, I’ll just say ‘Bless ME’!”

“Bless ME!”  I laughed at my son’s little quip but couldn’t help but wonder how often I say these words.  No, no.  Not after sneezing but in my day-to-day life.  What is my attitude as I go throughout my day?  Am I seeking out blessings from others or am I seeking out others to bless?  Unh. That smarts.

Then, there’s my prayer life.  Oh, my prayer life.  As I pray, am I constantly making self-centered requests of my Heavenly Father or am I faithfully interceding on behalf of those around me?  Bless ME, God.  Bless ME.

What about you?  How often do you bless others with your words, your actions or your gifts?  Do you spend time in prayer for others?  Do you place the needs of others ahead of your own? Are you seeking opportunities to pour out God’s blessings?  They are placed before us every day.  So what’s it going to be?  When the opportunity arises, what will you say – “Bless you” or “Bless me”?