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The Argos brochure would suffice they'd chosen something rather nice not boxer shorts or woolly socks and chocolates in a fancy box. Perhaps they should've reconsidered the kind of gift to hand deliver which present would a child prefer Gold or Frankincense or Myrrh? To a little town called Bethlehem a star that guided three wise men to Joseph and his wife Mary who ventured forth from Galilee. Their day began in sheer frustration he hadn't made the reservation he'd packed their luggage carefully but hadn't booked the B & B. Evening approached, Joseph was able to find them shelter in a stable and there amongst the bales of hay a child would herald Christmas Day. Safe and cozy in his manger Jesus now faced mortal danger King Herod callously deployed his soldiers to locate the boy. Run him through, dispatch the infant inform the king the very instant this gruesome task had been fulfilled it did not matter who they killed. His troops were easily outsmarted the family had by now departed towards the valley of the kings laden down by their belongings. That's the story, the Nativity a celebration now held globally. If you're not entirely satisfied baby Jesus ever lived or died and you're not the kind of person who enjoys the Dickens version. Because you've tried to emulate that miser we all love to hate who after ghostly intervention proved more worthy of redemption. But if BAH HUMBUG must be said why bother getting out of bed? You may just as well sit tight get ready for a sleepless night stakes of holly through the chest and several uninvited guests. To haunt your season of goodwill because, no doubt you've had your fill of all the Merry Christmas cheer that comes around but once a year. Perhaps you think it is a ploy and giving children little toys is a really clever way of sabotaging Christmas Day. By now, you should've reconciled a gift presented to a child began two thousand years ago without a single flake of snow. No roasted turkey, brandy sauce flying reindeer, Santa Claus Christmas puddings, mistletoe traditions we've all come to know. Undoubtedly there is a reason why we celebrate this season but somewhere just along the way we've lost the essence of this day If giving gifts makes perfect sense maybe Gold and Frankincense is perhaps a little too ambitious simple gifts with Christmas wishes you may think extremely tacky will make somebody really happy. Don't take for granted that you're free to hand out presents annually that privilege may be lost tomorrow and this could bring you endless sorrow. Even if you don't believe avoid the ghosts, Christmas Eve for one day always remember how it felt late December when you were an adolescent unwrapping those Christmas presents.
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