What does Christmas mean to you?

November 27, 2008

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Dr. Seuss said it well: Christmas is more than what we buy at a store.

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The Real Meaning of Christmas

A Christmas Poem by Joseph P. Martino Copyrightยฉ 2003

Two thousand years ago the King of Kings was born.
‘The Lamb of God’ later made to feel the thorn,
If his words are accepted and not scorned,
They will make us all reborn.

Through God’s grace, Joseph and Mary presented
A gift to the world that day, which we can all repay,
by living the ten commandments each and every day.

Try to remember and keep in your heart and mind
Jesus’ gospel while here on Earth,
Redemption not a life lived in constant mirth.
Peace on Earth, goodwill toward man
Everyone should try it, whenever they can.

The Lord gave us the option and choice of ‘free will,’
Now it’s up to us to fit the bill.

So when you’re Christmas shopping for family and friends,
and money is tight at both ends,
Remember that the greatest gift of all,
Is your love of Jesus in the manger stall.

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16 Responses to “What does Christmas mean to you?”

  1. moonflower Says:

    absolutely, people forget what it’s all about and just get all wrapped up in the commercialisation. Thanks for the reminder.
    (btw, like your blog) ๐Ÿ™‚

    Welcome, Moonflower. ๐Ÿ™‚

    I’m glad to know you share my sentiments.
    Thanks for the compliments & feel free to make yourself at home in my archives. ๐Ÿ˜€

  2. Devi Girsang Says:

    To me, Christmas is a great holiday where my family and relatives gather and share all the joy! ๐Ÿ™‚ What about you, Jemima?

    Christmas is definitely a time for family & prayers, Devi. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Gallivanter Says:

    Great post! Christmas – the most wonderful time of the year! ๐Ÿ™‚ I can hardly wait!

    Thanks. ๐Ÿ™‚

    It’ll be here soon enough, Dan. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  4. yhen Says:

    Christmas for me is a time of giving thanks. Because our savior is born and we should be thankful for that! ๐Ÿ˜‰

    another great post from you jem!

    “As long as we know in our hearts what Christmas ought to be, Christmas is.” ~ Eric Sevareid (1912-1992)

    I’m glad you like it, Yhen. ๐Ÿ™‚


  5. My sentiments exactly. I just wrote a new post on sorta the same theme, but in my very tedious roundabout way. You put it much better… the Seuss quote is a classic! ๐Ÿ™‚

    *blushes from head to toe*
    Kenny, to get such kind compliments from you, a professional writer, regarding the post… I’m simply lost for words except to say Thank You. *curtsies*

  6. mistipurple Says:

    love christmas. it’s christmas everyday for me. yes i overdo things a little.

    I’m sure you’ll have The Sweetest Christmas this year, Misti. ๐Ÿ˜›

  7. Dabido Says:

    I selfishly wish for world peace this year! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Dabs, I pray & hope that your wish will come true. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  8. alisonkoh Says:

    fitting for current times yes? i think i’m gonna make bear hug coupons for prezzies! ๐Ÿ˜€

    That sounds fabulous, Alison. *HUGE HUGS* ๐Ÿ˜€

  9. Trinity Says:

    Yep.. Christmas is my Savior’s birthday… that’s why I never give anyone Christmas present.. Hey.. it’s His birthday, not our birthday… hehehe I give my best for Him…

    Hear! Hear! Trinity. ๐Ÿ™‚


  10. You’ve said it again, jem! The true meaning of xmas.

    Btw I don think many ppl will be hitting the stores with this type of economic gloom.

    The temptation will always be there for the masses..especially with Sales, Special Offers & Discounts, Lizzy.

  11. doc Says:

    christmas was when i 1st met my wife 24 years ago.

    Your lovely wife must be the greatest gift from HIM, Doc. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  12. zewt Says:

    Christmas begins with Christ… let’s give back Christmas to Him.

    Well said, Zewt! ๐Ÿ™‚


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  14. Hazel Says:

    Christmas is a time for family and friends to come together and share laughter, stories and great food. So why not make everyday a Christmas!

    I agree.. we should try to hold on to the Christmas spirit, not just one day a year, but all 365 days. ๐Ÿ˜€

    Thanks for dropping by, Hazel. ๐Ÿ™‚

  15. Kyels Says:

    Christmas is the time for me to give and share with the unfortunates of what I have and they don’t and also with my family and friends.

    ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Good on you, Kyels. ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. tom impelluso Says:

    A Creche

    The earth circles the sun in an elliptical orbit, taking us near and far. And I imagine there comes a special singular moment at the extreme of our trajectory around the sun.

    Yes I know December 25th does not coincide with this moment. But beneath my consciousness of this planetโ€™s revolution, and our rotation on it, is the moment we are at a standstill, like children on an amusement ride, before we continue our journey to sunโ€™s other side.

    I did the oddest thing: I set up a creche. I am a middle aged professor with two young children and I installed a creche. I do not sanction close ties between religion and government; I believe that the word โ€œGodโ€ should not be in the pledge or on our currency and our freedom does not derive from religion.

    Yet I will be telling my children that Christmas is when we remember the birth of someone we murdered because he suggested we love each other.

    Did something happen that night, over 2000 years ago?

    Yes I know if something happened, it was not in winter, but I will not let the coldness of facts obscure the beauty of a deeper truthโ€™s light. Early Christians appropriated a pagan culture of the solstice, yet that same culture evolved from the spirit of this philosophy of love lingering on the decaying vines of the Roman Empire: what goes around comes around.

    So what happened that night? A woman gave birth to a baby whose paternity was unknown.

    My own paternity is removed from the moment my children were born; nine months before their birth. Maternity, however, is bloody certain – I saw it with my eyes. So I imagine a perfect force in this universe that is unseen and I sense a majestic magnetic maleness to it. And I imagine a force that is visible; and majestically, electrically female โ€“ Mother Earth. And I imagine a higher power not as God the Father, nor God the Mother, but the perfection of their Love.

    On December 25th, we say a child was born who suggested that we love one another. And the earth stopped – it simply stopped spinning for just a moment, I believe, from the shock of this thoughtโ€™s simplicity.

    It is known that when electric and magnetic waves are in harmony, the result is light. I imagine what physics suggests: from String Theory to the Big Bang. My reason sees the perfection of electricity and magnetism pulsing in harmony โ€“ a seen force infused with a force unseen โ€“ becoming light and cracking open the heavens. From this vibrating portal pour forth shimmering sub-atomic particles glittering in the winter nightโ€™s angelic snowfall. And I imagine a universe expanding and collapsing with an explosive Love that shepherds us to be greater if we can love unconditionally. I imagine earthly Kings bowing down before this power of Love. I imagine a family as the chrysalis of humanity: a father that pulls to an unknown place and a mother who pushes from her center. And I fuel this nativity with a musical memory: with the quiescence of a Silent Night, the spirit of a Holy Night and the simplicity of the First Noel.

    Now I have two children. I want them to know this not antecedent to Judaism or precedent to Islam, but an end in itself – an extreme of an orbit. I want them to know we murdered an innocent person because he suggested we love one another. This individual so much believed in Love that he became Love. And when he said โ€œthe path back home to the unknown – the Father – is through me,โ€ he had become Love, living; he had become light. When my kids say โ€œMerry Christmas,โ€ I want them to transcend the gifts and sales and understand this. I wonโ€™t dissuade them from the common images: I want them to experience Santa, Rudolph and Frosty; for these images rest on the surface of a turbulent lake. And when that lake calms, these distractions dissolve to reveal what is lies beneath – images of a baby, that night, and that Love.

    Yes, deep within my consciousness is the Earth hurtling through the blackness of space, with all of us hanging on by a string. And for a moment, in the darkness of this solar system – just as we swing sharply to the other side of the ride – everything comes to a stop. All my confusion, fear, anxiety, anger, greed, selfishness and worry that far too often permeates my life, comes to stop and dissolves at the extreme of earthโ€™s motion when I try, just a bit more, to move beyond myself, to live his suggestion. This night a child was born of the love between what we see and what we know and has fused both into a spirit whose Love lights the world with perfection.

    Merry Christmas to you, Tom. ๐Ÿ™‚


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