Tag: Christmas
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The Perfect Man
Last week my niece made a gift for her single friend. Because the single friend has been wanting a good man, my niece got busy and made her a perfect guy – from cookie dough. At least that’s what he was before he got baked. Every Christmas we are told that we can crank out…
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Gifts with the Garbage
Today, the alarm went off early. The gift was ready to go, sitting by the front door. In a see-through, large, airtight bag it looked quite pretty. The card read, “TO THE GARBAGE COLLECTOR – THANK YOU!” I had securely tied a flashlight (a 200 hour LIFE GEAR, glow in the dark, with a neon…
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Gifts in the Garbage
When I came home, I noticed the garbage was still at the curb. Normally the collectors make their rounds much earlier in the morning. I had just bought a box of chocolates to pass on to our faithful garbage person next week. But seeing an opportunity to get that done early, I wrapped the candy…
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The Heart of Christmas
The heart of Christmas can’t be found In strings of lights on trees. It doesn’t beat in Christmas sounds. With eyes it can’t be seen. The heart of Christmas you can’t buy In store, or shop, or mall. In sleigh with reindeer it can’t fly, Nor through your chimney fall. The heart of Christmas is…
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Remember
In my business making memories, I have become too occupied to remember. If I never take time to reflect on those memories, that business is worthless. ~~~ “Lord, I admit that I often run around trying to make all these memories, when in fact I never stop and remember why I do what I do.…
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Our Darkness – Your Light
I’ve seen the darkness all around. I’ve felt its cold grip so abound, In the streets and on TV And in the schools for all to see. * I’ve heard the darkness in my home. Sensed darkness in the loved ones gone. In my day and in my dream, On the news and in the…
Heidi Viars 