Santa lives at the North Pole …
JESUS is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh …
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Santa comes but once a year …
JESUS is an ever present help.
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Why Jesus Is Better Than Santa Claus
‘Twas The Fight Before Christmas
‘Twas the fight before Christmas when all through the house
Not a good deed was stirring, and Dad was a louse!
Their mother was angry and loaded with care,
‘Cause the gift list was longer than ever this year!
The children were nagging for gifts worth a ton,
And Dad was convinced, “Christmas just isn’t fun!”
With Mom’s loud complaining, [...]
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’twas The Week Before Christmas
‘Twas the week before Christmas, and the family so busy
Just watching them move would make one feel dizzy.
Wrapped packages were stacked almost over your head
Big ones and small ones, with labels that said,
“To Johnny, to Mary, to Susan and Tom,
To Billy, to Freddie, to Daddy and Mom…”
The kitchen was filled with cookies and savors,
And cakes [...]
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My First Christmas In Heaven
This poem was written by a 13 year old boy, named Ben, who died of a brain tumor that he had battled for four years. He died on December 14, 1997. He gave this to his mom before he died.
I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven’s stars, reflecting [...]
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Away In A Manger
One afternoon about a week before Christmas, my family of four piled into our minivan to run an errand, and this question came from a small voice in the back seat: “Dad,” began my five-year-old son, Patrick, “how come I’ve never seen you cry?”
Just like that. No preamble. No warning. Surprised, I mumbled something about [...]
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