Christmas Cheer and The Christmas Angel

Well now, I haven't been writing here for far too long. There always seems to be something else to do. I mean I know FFF is here and I know I really should stop procrastinating and just do it, but sometimes I find I have become interested in something - a new project or some other stuff and this poor old blog has been left to moulder on the shelf like a spinster in Victorian times.

It's only two days to Christmas so perhaps something Christmasy. Hmmm, what what would be Christmasy enough and still hold people's interests?

What did Adam say on the 24th December?
It's Christmas Eve

How do sheep in Mexico say Merry Christmas?
Fleece Navidad!

How come you never hear anything about the 10th reindeer 'Olive'?
Olive?
Yeah, you know, "Olive the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names..."

The Story of the Christmas Angel

Four of his elves were away sick and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones. So, Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then, Mrs. Claus popped in to tell Santa that her mother was coming to stay for Christmas; which stressed him even more.

After a while, he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and run away, heaven knows where to.

Then, when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards broke and several large toy-bags fell to the ground, scattering their contents all over the place. Needless to say, Santa was not in the best of moods.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang and he went to the door expecting another problem. But when he opened it, there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree that she had brought especially to cheer him up.

The angel greeted him very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas Santa Claus. Isn't it just a wonderful day? I have a beautiful tree for you. See, isn't it just the loveliest Christmas tree you've ever seen? Where would you like me to put it?"

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

 

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful
beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask
ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not
to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There's
nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God
that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our
own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're
liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

(A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of "A Course in Miracles",
Harper Collins, 1992. From Chapter 7, Section 3])

Marianne Williamson

I heard this spoken in the movie "Coach Carter" and was drawn to the inspiration it invoked. For when we are down, or dispirited, or depressed, these words send a message that we are not alone, that there is something we can hold onto, there is hope and light beyond the tunnel.

It is something we should try and remember, something to live by in our normal, daily lives.

Old Age Jokes

Three Old Ladies
There were three old ladies sitting around the kitchen table - Gertrude, Sophia and Harriet.

Gertrude said, "I think I'll go upstairs now and take a bath."

She took all her clothes off as she was filling up the tub, she had one foot in the tub and the other still outside. She said, "Was I getting into the tub or coming out of the tub?"

Sophia and Harriet were downstairs chatting with each other, when Sophia said, "You know, Gertrude's been up there for quite a while - I'd better go and check on her."

As she was going up the stairs, she stopped and turned around and said, "Was I going up the stairs or coming down the stairs?"

Harriet was left sitting at the table by herself. After she heard Sophia's remark, she said, "Thank goodness I'm not that bad, knock on wood. Was that the front door or the back door?"

Old Age
Three old ladies met on the street on a very stormy day. The wind was so strong and loud that they had difficulty in hearing each other. "It's windy," said one. "No, it's Thursday," said the next. "So am I," said the third. "Let's go and have a drink!"

Three Old Men
Three old men are sitting on the porch of a retirement home. The first says, "Fellas, I got real problems. I'm seventy years old. Every morning at seven o'clock I get up and I try to urinate. All day long I try to urinate. They give me all kinds of medicine but nothing helps." The second old man says, "You think you have problems. I'm eighty years old. Every morning at 8:00 I get up and try to move my bowels. I try all day long. They give me all kinds of stuff but nothing helps." Finally the third old man speaks up, "Fellas: I'm ninety years old. Every morning at 7:00 sharp I urinate. Every morning at 8:00 I move my bowels. Every morning at 9:00 sharp I wake up."

No babies
Perhaps you know why women over fifty don't have babies. They would put them down somewhere and forget where they left them.

Golfing
Two really old guys decided they would go out and try to play a round of golf together. They get on the first tee and the first old guy says to the second, "My eyesight isn't what it used to be. Can you watch my ball for me?". The second guy says, "Sure! I see fine. Go ahead and hit." So the first old man steps up to the tee and really hits it. He turns to his buddy and says, "Did you see it?". "Sure!", says his buddy. "Where did it go?", the first guy asks. The second old man thinks for a minute and says, "I can't remember."

Demon drink
Two police officers saw this old woman staggering down the street, stopping her they can tell she has had far too much to drink and instead of taking her to jail they decide to just drive her home. They loaded her into the police cruiser one of the officers gets in the back with the drunk woman. As they drove through the streets they kept asking the woman where she lived, all she would say as she stroked the officers arm is "Your Passionate" They drove awhile longer and asked again, again the same response as she stroked his arm "Your Passionate". The officers were getting a little upset so they stopped the car and said to the woman, Look we have driven around this City for two hours and you still haven't told us where you live. She replied I keep trying to tell you: "Your Passin It!"

Happy New Year ~ Just One Time

AS we look back on the old year, how many of us can say with truthfullness we have done all that we could? How many of us have helped those who needed help, or put a smile on our face when we felt down, or did the right thing, not because it was the right thing, but because we wanted to make someone happy? How many of us have lived a life with thinking of others and done the best we could? How often did we do something just for fun - spontaneous and joyous just for the thrill of it? How many of us laughed like children and did something really silly like a little child because we felt like it? Did we spend our last 365 days doing the best we could or being happy or smiling or smelling the roses and inhaling the delicious scent or heard the birds sing or saw the green trees or the blue, blue sky or the white fluffy clouds or watched a plane passing overhead or smiled at a stranger who happened to cross our path? And said thank you for all this.

Wouldn't it be a wonderful world if just one time we could do all these things? What a wonderful world it would be.