He really wasn’t a Scrooge he just didn’t like giving gifts.
He wasn’t a mean guy he just didn’t like people.
Then there came a day when a little boy maybe 2 or 3 rushed up to this man who had seen the underside of war and needed a bottle to sober him.
“Mister, mister please come look at the tree with me. I love lights.” Before the man could object the little boy grabbed the man and pulled him down the hallway toward the Christmas tree.
Many of the vets who lived at the hospital were sharing eggnog and cookies.
“I love Christmas cookies.” The little’s boy’s eyes lit up.
“Well let us have some then my friend.” The man’s face was less pinched.
I watched as my little boy sat on the lap of this man. He couldnt stop talkign and the man didnt seem to mind the chatter.
When we finally had to go, My boy said “same time next week?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
What would the world be without the joy, wonder and kindness of children?
” For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.”
Wishing a Merry Christmas to Family and Friends near and far!!!!
Kagamimochi is a special traditional Japanese decoration for the New Year, usually displayed inside the house in the kamidana, for Toshigami, the god of the new year, to bring good luck and prosperity in the new year.
Kagamimochi is made from two rice cakes (mochi) of different sizes, the smaller placed over the larger one, and a daidai, a Japanese type of bitter orange placed on top. In some versions, the mochi are placed on a konbu sheet, a symbol of pleasure and joy.
toasting with rice cakes
The current prompt for Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Rice Cakes
The Lord is likened to a Bridegroom whose heart swells with love when his bride enters the room. No one else is there just the bride and the bridegroom. How is it possible when there are so many brides to be singled out, to be special, to have a one and only kind of love with such a lover?
“The bride belongs to the bridegroom. The friend who attends the bridegroom waits and listens for him, and is full of joy when he hears the bridegroom’s voice. That joy is mine, and it is now complete.”