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I had polio and was hobbling around with my braces. I really was hoping Santa would come and take away this dreaded disease from me. My cousins were mostly boys and kept telling me that there was NO Santa Claus. They kept saying that I was stupid for expecting him to come to my house and seeing him was totally out of the question. You simply could not see someone who was not real! Regardless of their words I kept my cheerful attitude spending a great deal of time trimming the tall tree Dad had brought home. We always put it in the living room since we kept it closed off from the other rooms. We did this to keep the heat in only the few rooms we actually stayed in all the time. The living room and the front bedroom could be closed off thus staying very cold inside. This made a perfect place for our tree since the heat did not dry it out and I could peep through the keyhole to see if Santa had been.
I had only asked for twin dolls in the letter I had written to Santa. I knew he would get it for I mailed it myself at the post office. Our postmaster had worked there forever and he knew exactly where to send the letter.
Our little town was more than little. We had no stop lights, one Esso Station, one grocery store, and a soda shop called the Klondike. There were no lights shining from the telephone poles but every house had a Christmas tree shining brightly through the windows.
I was anxious for Santa to come so I kept watch through the keyhole. There was nothing more important to me this Christmas Eve. My grandmother had come to visit and she cracked the nuts while I filled my tummy with the tasty morsels. She was a grand old lady with hair as white as snow. I remember quite clearly pulling up the skin on the tops of her hands just to see it stand up. I never knew exactly why her skin was not stuck as tight as my skin was. Nevertheless she was my second mother and I loved her dearly.
It was about eight o’clock and my bedtime was nine o’clock. I was wearing my flannel gown so I could pop into bed quickly if need be. Granny always waited until she got ready to go to bed to put on her nighties. Mom was busy in the kitchen and Dad was helping crack nuts for pies.
Suddenly there came a knock at the front door. Who could be coming to visit on such an important night? Most people and all children were home waiting for Santa. I jumped from my stool and rushed to the den door. Dad came right behind me opening the door and walking through the living room to answer the door.
I heard a noise and some laughter. To my surprise Santa came walking through my door. He was dressed all in red and was carrying a big sack on his back. He was laughing and his belly was bouncing up and down. He reached down and picked me up. There I was, eye to eye with the real Santa. I knew he was real for I tried to pull on his white beard to see if it would come off. It did not move! He hugged me real tight and tossed his bag onto the floor. I figured this was my opportunity to check his hair. So I reached my tiny hand under his hat and gave his white hair a tug. It was stuck too! Now I knew he was for real.
He opened his sack and pulled out toys, lots of toys. He gave me a cook stove, twin baby dolls, an ironing board with an iron, a rocking horse that really rocked and a bracelet I still have to this day. No one could ever make me believe that there was no Santa now. He had made a special visit to show me that there really was a person who gave gifts to children and I was so very happy. He pinched my cheeks and gave me a wink. His laughter echoed as he stepped out onto the porch and disappeared into the night. He even left smoke rings in the house. What more would a person need to be convinced that he was indeed REAL?
If you have been told by others that Santa is not real, I offer my story as proof. My eyes saw him, my lips touched his, my hands felt his red suit, his hair was stuck tightly to his head and so was his beard. If you believe and do not doubt, then Santa will come to visit you just like he did me. He didn’t take away my polio but God did so I was blessed with both! God is the healer and Santa Claus, is a Giver of good things! I don’t know for sure but sometimes I think that it might have been God all dressed up in that suit as Santa Claus but then I have never seen God. For now I will believe in the Giver of all good things. I’m sure there are many men in this world who fall into this category, don’t you?
Merry Christmas from my house to your house. Don’t expect gifts to be given for you must first be a give and give gifts to those you love at this special time of the year.
Written by Sybil Shearin
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Here is another one for the Christmas season. Enjoy them!
One night an angel visited Mary and told her that she would have a son by the power of the Holy Spirit. She would call this baby Jesus. Mary thought about this and was very afraid. She asked the angel, “How can this be?” She knew she had never been with a man and a woman is always made pregnant by a man.
The angel explained that this was a special child. It would be God’s own Son. Since God created the world it was just as easy for Him to create a child inside Mary without her being with a man. Mary felt so unworthy yet she rejoiced that God had chosen such an humble girl as herself to carry His child.
I’m sure that Mary remembered the words foretold in Isaiah. “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son. He will be called Immanuel.”
Mary was still engaged to Joseph and realized that she was pregnant through the Holy Spirit just as the angel has told her. When Joseph found out that Mary was pregnant he knew it was not his child. He loved Mary and he knew that should he divorce her she would likely be stoned to death.
Joseph was a righteous man and decided to keep this a secret. However while Joseph was sleeping God sent an angel to him to tell him what has happened. The angel told him it was God’s will for him to marry Mary. The child Mary was carrying was conceived by the Holy Spirit. He also told him that the child would be the Messiah and his name would be Jesus.
Joseph obeyed God and took Mary to be his wife. He knew other people would be talking about him but he also knew that this event was designed by God Himself. God chose him to be the earthly father of Jesus.
During this time, Caesar Augustus sent out a decree that a census was to be taken and that each person must return to his own town to register. Since Joseph was in the family of David, he was required to go back to Bethlehem to register. Mary went with him and while in Bethlehem Mary gave birth to Jesus. Because every person had to go back to their homes all the rooms were taken and they had no place to stay.
At last Joseph asked one man who had a stable where his animals were kept. He told them they could stay there. She wrapped the baby in cloths and placed him in a manger.
An angel of the Lord appeared to the shepherds who were tending their flocks of sheep by night. The angel proclaimed the Savior had been born in the town of David.
Suddenly a great host of heavenly beings appeared with the angels and began singing praises to God. When the angelic beings left, the shepherds decided to travel to Bethlehem and see the Christ-child.
There they found Mary, Joseph and the baby, in the stable. After their visit, they began to spread the word about this amazing child and everything the angel had said about him. They went on their way still praising and glorifying God.
Mary kept quiet, treasuring their words and pondering them in her heart. I’m sure it must have been beyond her ability to grasp, that sleeping in her arms, the tiny baby she had just given birth to, was the Savior of the world.
For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through Him might be saved.
He that believeth on Him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. John 3:16-18
We must remember that there are many gods but only one God. Each person must choose which god or God they will give their hearts and lives too. Every person that is born will at some time die and when they die there is two places that they can go. They can go to heaven if they choose Jesus as God’s Son. They will go to hell if they choose any other god.
The Question: Why did God(who is a spirit) come in the form of a fleshly man named Jesus to the earth where we live?
This is a true story taken from the Bible. Happy Birthday Jesus!
Written by Sybil Shearin
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This story Copyrighted 12-2014
Taken from the Bible’s Account and paraphrased.
Matthew 1:18-25; Matthew 2:1-12; Luke 1:26-38; Luke 2:1-20.
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To President Obama
Presidents Remembered By All
I watched you campaign when you for President did run
I watched you go from evening to days of sun.
Your platform was one of change for our mighty land
You looked sincere with the wave of your hand.
Promises are always thrown when on the campaign trail.
It seemed you simply could not fail.
Some were happy and some were glad
You were the first black president this nation ever had.
You are holding the world in the palm of your hands
Clearly our military obeys your every command.
You’ve let prisoners who were not guilty go free
You’ve bombarded the ISIS group hoping they would one day see
America is in the hollow of God’s hand.
No man or nation can destroy our land.
We are the Christian nation God is using with power and might.
As long as we have God on our side we are the winner of every fight.
Your term as President will soon be done.
Don’t take your eyes off God’s only Son.
If you want to avoid an eternity of destruction He is the only way
He is coming back to take His children home and it could be today.
Your name will be printed in libraries across the world
Your picture will decorate walls beside our American flag unfurled.
I pray one day you will look back and see.
You gave your all to protect American’s just like you and me.
Written by Author Sybil Shearin
Written for President Obama
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