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Prayers
and Thoughts for Reflection
There
are hands that help and comfort, Yesterday
is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift. That's
why we call it the present. Each
day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons. Remind
me Lord, that your gifts to me are meant to be shared in love, with
others. What
we are is God's gift to us. What we become is our gift to God. God's
gifts put man's best dreams to shame. Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it. William Arthur Ward Pray
as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended
on you. If
you believe in something, you support it. If you support something,
the time comes when good wishes and cordial words are not enough and
your hand reaches for your pocketbook. Then the fun begins. For giving
is fun. If you refuse to give, your support is wavering; and if your
support wavers, it can't be that you believe in that something in
any strong way. Maybe our account books, after all, offer the honest
list of those things in which we really believe. The
only gift is a portion of thyself. Remember Love
is, above all, the gift of oneself. The
kingdom of God is within you. Jesus
said, “By this all men will know that you are my disciples,
if you love one another.” If
instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving
thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels
give. A
hug is a great gift - one size fits all, and it's easy to exchange.
We
should give as we would receive, cheerfully, quickly, and without
hesitation; for there is no grace in a benefit that sticks to the
fingers. To
give and then not feel that one has given is the very best of all
ways of giving. Blessed
is the servant who loves his brother as much when he is sick and useless
as when he is well and can be of service to him. And blessed is he
who loves his brother as well when he is afar off as when he is by
his side, and who would say nothing behind his back he might not,
in love, say before his face. Blessed
is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another. He
who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
True
generosity requires more of us than kindly impulse. Above all it requires
imagination – the capacity to see people in all their perplexities
and needs, and to know how to expend ourselves effectively for them.
He
is a Christian who tries to be the kind of neighbor Christ would be,
and the kind of citizen Christ would be, and who asks himself in all
the alternatives of his business life, and his social life, and his
personal life, What would the Master do in this case? The best Christian
is he who most reminds the people with whom he lives of the Lord Jesus
Christ. He who never reminds anybody of the Lord Jesus Christ is not
a Christian at all. Jesus
said, “Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams
of living water will flow from within him.” One
song can spark a moment, This
is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged
to married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found
to be with child through the Holy Spirit. Because Joseph her husband
was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace,
he had in mind to divorce her quietly. Fail
not to call to mind, in the course of the twenty-fifth of this month,
that the Divinest Heart that ever walked the earth was born on that
day; and then smile and enjoy yourselves for the rest of it; for mirth
is also of Heaven's making. No
person probably ever made so ardent a personal appeal as Jesus. He
discovered a whole new world of emotional life, a new expansion of
joy. It is his distinction that he has for us permanently expanded
the bounds of individuality. So that now when I open and turn over
with reverent joy the leaves of the Gospels, I feel that here is enshrined
the highest achievement of man the artist, a creation to which nothing
can be added, from which nothing can be taken away. For
to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will
be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty
God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase of his government
and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne
and over his kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and
righteousness from that time on and forever. The zeal of the Lord
Almighty will accomplish this. Jesus
of Nazareth, without money and arms, conquered more millions than
Alexander, Caesar, Mohammed, and Napoleon; without science and learning,
he shed more light on things human and divine than all the philosophers
and scholars combined; without the eloquence of the school, he spoke
words of life such as were never spoken before, no since, and produced
effects which lie beyond the reach of orator or poet; without writing
a single line, he has set more pens in motion and furnished themes
for more sermons, orations, discussions, works of art, learned volumes,
and sweet songs of praise than the whole army of great men of ancient
and modern times. Born in a manger and crucified as a malefactor,
he now controls the destinies of the civilized world, and rules a
spiritual empire which embraces one third of the inhabitants of the
globe. It
is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air. When
the song of the angels is stilled, The
joy of brightening other lives, bearing each other's burdens, easing
other's loads and supplanting empty hearts and lives with generous
gifts becomes for us the magic of Christmas. Hark!
The Christmas bells are ringing- We
miss the spirit of Christmas, if we consider the incarnation as an
indistinct and doubtful, far off event unrelated to our present problems.
We miss the purport of Christ’s birth if we do not accept it
as a living link which joins us together in spirit as children of
the ever living and true God. In love alone – the love of God
and the love of man – will be found the solution of all the
ills which afflict the world today. Slowly, sometimes painfully, but
always with increasing purpose, emerges the great message of Christianity:
Only with wisdom comes joy, and with greatness comes love. Christmas
- that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so
intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia.
Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will
be a day of remembrance - a day in which we think of everything we
have ever loved. Loving
Father, help us remember the birth of Jesus, Christmas
waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer
and more beautiful. We
know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love! Hamilton Wright Mabie The
way to God has properly been described as ‘letting oneself fall,’
and has been compared with the first flight of a baby eagle, pushed
out of the nest by its parents, and then discovering to its amazement
that the invisible ocean of light in which it is dropping is capable
of bearing it up. The presence of God which surrounds everyone is
like this invisible ocean which bears us up more surely than do all
visible means of security. There’s
more, much more to Christmas Heavenly Father, in this time of hustle and bustle, thoughts of shopping and gift giving, skating and sledding, snowman making and laughter, cooking and company, cards and letters, memories and smiles, help us to remember the gift that you gave to us that blessed night so long ago. May we share with others the love that you shared with us. Bless us with patience and peace, forgiveness and love. May we see the angels that you send, not as interruptions in our schedule, but as creations in your image to touch and to love. As the snow trickles down from the sky this Christmas, shower us with a faith that lets nothing stand in the way of growing closer and closer to you every day. Ignite in us new desires, hopes, plans and dreams that will lead us all to you. Amen. There
has been only one Christmas - the rest are anniversaries. Christmas
is forever, not for just one day, I
need never feel abandoned or afraid. I
wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open
a jar of it every month. O
God, help me to remember what Christmas is all about. Help me to look
up and follow your star all year - every year. Help me to lead others
to you. Amen. You go
no where by accident. O
God, help me to touch someone today with my eyes, my words,
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