A Christmas Message

As the big day approaches, I wanted to take the time to wish all of my loved ones and friends a Merry Christmas. I am not sure how much time I will have to "play" at my new fun pasttime over the next few days, so I wanted to be sure to send this off without further delay. I ran across a few things recently that I would like to share with you. One is a short video clip that I found on youtube. It spoke to my heart and I hope you find it worthy of watching too. Next is a story that I found while I was looking through one of my favorite books. When the children were young, I used to love to gather them together and read to them stories that showed the true reason for the season.

Picture yourself just for a moment - sitting comfortably on the couch cuddled up in your coziest pajamas and blanket, while I read to you. Try not to fall asleep though.~smile~


A businessman and his wife were busy to the point of exhaustion. They were committed to each other, their family, their church, their work, their friends. Needing a break, they escaped for a few days of relaxation at an oceanfront hotel. One night a violent storm lashed the beach and sent massive breakers thundering against the shore. The man lay in his bed listening and thinking about his own stormy life of never-ending demands and pressures.

The wind finally died down and shortly before daybreak the man slipped out of bed and took a walk along the beach to see what damage had been done. As he strolled, he saw that the beach was covered with starfish that had been thrown ashore and helplessly stranded by the great waves. Once the morning sun burned through the clouds, the starfish would dry out and die.

Suddenly the man saw an interesting sight. A young boy who had also noticed the plight of the starfish was picking them up, one at a time, and flinging them back into the ocean.

"Why are you doing that?" the man asked the lad as he got close enough to be heard. "Can't you see that one person will never make a difference - you'll never be able to get all those starfish back into the water. There are just too many."

"Yes, that's true," the boy sighed as he bent over and picked up another and tossed it back into the water. Then as he watched it sink, he looked at the man, and smiled, and said, "But it sure made a difference to that one."

Denis Waitley, Seeds of Greatness

The Tale of The Tardy Oxcart, Charles Swindoll

God's Richest Blessings to all of you!

Kymber