A Scene You Will Probably Never Get To See In Person
This is the sunset at the North Pole with the moon at its closest point last week – 12-29-2008.
This is the sunset at the North Pole with the moon at its closest point last week – 12-29-2008.
AN OBITUARY PRINTED IN THE LONDON TIMES
‘Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, ‘Common Sense‘, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn’t always fair; and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouth wash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust. His wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility, his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights; I Want It Now; Someone Else Is To Blame; I’m A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone.
The Meaning Of The 12 Days Of Christmas
People often think of the twelve days of Christmas as the days preceding the festival. Actually, Christmas is a season of the Christian year that begins December 25 and lasts until January 6th – the day of Epiphany – when the church celebrates the revelation of Christ as the light of the world and recalls the journey of the magi.
From 1558 until 1829 people in England were not allowed to practice their faith openly. It was during this era that someone wrote ‘The Twelve Days Of Christmas’ as a kind of secret catechism that could be sung in public without risk of persecution. The song has two levels of interpretation: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of the church. Each element in the carol is a code word for a religious reality.
1. The partridge in a pear tree is Jesus Christ.
2. The two turtledoves are Old and New Testaments.
3. Three french hens stand for faith, hope and love.
4. The four calling birds are the four Gospels.
5. The five gold rings recall the Torah (Law) the first five books
of the Old Testament.
6. The six geese of laying stand for the six days of creation.
7. Seven swans a swimming represent the sevenfold gifts of the
Spirit.
8. The eight maids a milking are the eight Beatitudes.
9. Nine ladies dancing re the nine fruits of the Spirit (Gal.5).
10. The ten lords a leaping are the Ten Commandments.
11. Eleven pipers piping stand for the eleven faithful disciples.
12. Twelve drummers drumming symbolize the twelve points of
belief in the Apostles’ Creed.
There you have it … the hidden meaning of the Twelve Days Of Christmas and the secret behind the song. Now the song will have so much more meaning when you hear it.
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Who Will Take The Son
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors
came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he
showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of
his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the
great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.
On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his
gavel.. ‘We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid
for this picture?’ There was silence. Then a voice in the back of the room
shouted, ‘We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.’ But the
auctioneer persisted. ‘Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the
bidding? $100, $200?’ Another voice said angrily. ‘We didn’t come to see this
painting. We came to see the Van Gogh’s, the Rembrandts. Get on with the
real bids!’
But still the auctioneer continued. ‘The son! The son! Who’ll take the son?’
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime
gardener of the man and his son. ‘I’ll give $10 for the painting..’ Being a
poor man, it was all he could afford. ‘We have $10, who will bid $20?’
‘Give it to him for $10. Let’s see the masters.’ The crowd was becoming angry.
They didn’t want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy
investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel.
‘Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!’ A man sitting on the second row shouted,
‘Now let’s get on with the collection!’ The auctioneer laid down his gavel.
‘I’m sorry, the auction is over.’ ‘What about the paintings?’
‘I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a
secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation
until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned.. Whoever
bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.
The man who took the son gets everything!’
God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer,
His message today is: ‘The son, the son, who’ll take the son?’ Because, you see,
whoever takes the Son gets everything.
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH
IN HIM, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE…THAT’S LOVE
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