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X'mas
Oh! Why leave the Christ out of Christmas?
Why substitute "X" for His name?
There is naught else on earth or in Heaven
Can ever make Christmas the same.
Be it thoughtlessness, hate, or indifference,
By the fault I grieve and offend;
When I leave the Christ our of Christmas
I'm slighting my very best friend.
When I leave the Christ our of Christmas,
In vain is my holiday mirth,
For the Christ, God's gift to His children
Is the Christ who brought Christmas to earth.
God forgive me the thoughtless omission,
I would not that Christ should depart;
Not only the Christ at the yuletide,
But all of the year in my heart.
Footprint
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand;
one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, You said that once I decided to follow You,
You'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during
the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed You most
You would leave me.
The Lord replied,"My son, My precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.
The Cross in My Pocket
I carry a cross in my pocket, a simple reminder to me
of the fact that I am a Christian no matter where I may be.
This little cross is not magic, nor is it a good luck charm.
It isn't meant to protect me from physical harm.
It's not for identification for the world to see.
It's simply an understanding between my Saviour and me.
When I put my hand in my pocket to bring out a coin or a key,
the Cross is there to remind me of the price He paid for me.
It reminds me also, to be thankful, for my blessings day by day,
and to strive to serve Him better in all that I do and say.
It's also a daily reminder of the peace and comfort I share
with all who know my Master and give themselves to His care.
So, I carry a cross in my pocket, reminding no one but me,
that Jesus Christ is Lord of my life, if only I'll let Him be.
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