Keeping The Holiday Spirit
On Black Friday, Claire Shackelford and I teamed up to tackle the topic of Keeping The Spirit of Christmas. So often times, stores spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to create promotional ads about upcoming sales that will take place on Black Friday. The commercials are always geared to targeting individuals that celebrate Christmas in one way or another.
On the podcast, Claire brings up the fact that we have seen deaths in the United States associated with Black Friday. Store workers who have been trampled to death because of eager shoppers trying to find a great deal.
We talk about how we can all remember how to keep the focus on Christ. If you have not heard the podcast, you can download it and listen free by clicking HERE. I hope you are blessed by listening.
Here's a wonderful poem that Claire read when she opened up the show...
'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the houseNot a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed.
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter.
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said "it's not here" my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound.
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!
-Author Unknown
Be sure to listen to the podcast,
Keeping The
Spirit Of Christmas with Hostess Claire Shackelford
and Co-host, Patti Katter. Also note, we talked about
BRONNERS Christmas Store. Here's the BRONNERS website.



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