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Tuesday, 23 December 2014

When Santa Learned the Gospel



When Santa learned the gospel, he first heard it from an elf.
This tiny Santa’s helper had just learnt of it himself.
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A child had asked for Christmas to receive a Bible book.
This elf had made one in the shop, then paused to have a look.
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He read all about Jesus and the call to follow him.
He learned how Jesus lived and taught and died to pay for sin.
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He learned how Jesus rose again and how he will return
And then this elf read how he should respond to all he’d learned.
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He shut the book, put down his tools, then closed his eyes and prayed.
Right there and then this little elf trusted in Christ that day.
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The next day he told Santa. It was awkward, unprepared.
He knew he didn’t know that much, but what he knew he shared.
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He told Santa the gospel. It was simple. It was short.
But a seed was sown in Santa’s heart, which grew into a thought.
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Santa reflected on his life and the message he supported,
Then compared it to the gospel that the elf had just reported.
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He’d always thought that everyone was naughty or was nice.
He had them all on two big lists. He even checked it twice.
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He’d always thought that you got gifts only if you’d been good.
The naughty kids got lumps of coal. That’s what he understood.
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They’d all line up in shopping malls and sit upon his knee
And claim that they were always nice. As nice as nice can be.
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Of course, he saw them when they slept and knew when they awoke.
He also knew their nice attempts were pretty much a joke.
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Their heads were filled not with nice thoughts of kindness, peace and joy,
But with the never-ending list of their desired toys.
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He knew their hearts, but he had thought, “They’re trying to be good.
That’s good enough to make the list. Otherwise no one would!”
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So every year their “good enough” with toys would be rewarded.
And every year (he realised) this message he supported:
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THE “GOOD” WILL GET THE PRESENTS.
THE “BAD” WILL GET THE COAL.
AND TRYING TO BE GOOD ENOUGH
IS GOOD ENOUGH A GOAL.
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That was the message that he knew, but now he knew another.
He had just heard the gospel. So he compared them to each other.
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The message of the gospel turned his message upside down.
The good, the bad, naughty and nice, it switched it all around.
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“There’s no one good but God alone” he’d heard Jesus concluded.
And those who claim they’re “good enough” are simply just deluded.
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If there’s a list of who is “good”, the standard we’ve all missed.
And Santa saw that even he was on the naughty list.
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That shook his world. That rocked his boat. That gripped him in his soul.
To think that even Santa Claus deserved a lump of coal.
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But that was only half of what the gospel message said.
It also flipped what happened to the naughty on its head.
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Instead of being written off as just not good enough.
The message to the naughty list was one of grace and love.
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The gospel offered mercy to all those deserving coal.
The gospel offered forgiveness and cleansing of your soul.
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The gospel told how Jesus died our death to pay the price
To reconcile us all to God – both naughty and the nice.
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This offer was a real gift, unlike presents ‘neath the tree.
It was not earned by being good. It was offered for free.
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For all his life Santa had claimed that if you had been bad
Then you would not get presents and your Christmas would be sad.
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Santa compared his message with this new one he had learned.
His message said you get the presents your good deeds had earned.
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The message of the gospel offered something so much greater…
Jesus had come to reconcile the world to their Creator.
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When Santa grasped the gospel, he did not know what to do
And so the elf said nervously, “How ’bout I pray with you?”
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Then that night at the North Pole, by the fire in his den,
With a simple prayer led by an elf, Santa was born again.
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And now, in Christ, forgiven, free – his new life had begun
and Santa had a new message to share with everyone.

Tuesday, 16 December 2014

Unexpected Christmas


I know I posted this last year, but I think it's a good reminder for every year.

God does unexpected things all the time!

Monday, 15 December 2014

Christmas Reading Part 2

As promised, I am letting you know what I've been reading that is Christmas themed. I'd originally planned to do this weekly, but my life has been crazy busy with finishing work for the year and some rather traumatic changes that are taking place.

So here we go ...

As you know my first book was The Christmas Cat by Melody Carlson.


As a cat lover, this was fun! And surprisingly, the cat on the front cover looks a bit like my sister's cat!!
















Next came Robin Jones Gunn's Christmas novellas: Finding Father Christmas and Engaging Father Christmas.



 Back to Melody Carlson for the next 3: Christmas at Harringtons, The Christmas Shoppe and The Treasure of Christmas.






















Moving on, Tracie Peterson's Silent Star.

























And just finished this morning, we have Forever Christmas by Christine Lynxwiler.


Friday, 5 December 2014

Silent Night


Ken's Christmas Message 2014 - Silent Night from Ken Duncan Group on Vimeo.


Thank you Ken Duncan for your beautiful photography and for being willing to share it with us.
Make sure you watch this full screen so that you can really see these beautiful images!

Thursday, 4 December 2014

Sunday, 30 November 2014

Christmas Reading

A question ...
     ... when do you start reading Christmas books?

I started today. Some years I start earlier, and others never before December 1st.

This year my first book for the Christmas season is The Christmas Cat by Melody Carlson.


Are there books that you read every year?
Hmm ... I think I might do a Christmas reading series. Want to join me?
Please tell me your favourite Christmas books - I might just add them to my list for this year, or they could already be a favourite of mine!

Thursday, 13 November 2014

You Brought Me Back To Life

What a great song! I just listened to it (but didn't watch it)!

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

Books on the Bookshelf

So many people aren't interested in reading any more and that includes children.
My childhood was filled with books, and as many of you know I am still passionate about reading and frequently my posts on this blog are, in fact, about books.

Recently I was talking with a friend of mine who is a teacher and very much interested in literacy in children today. We had a very interesting discussion about the role books played in our growing up, including the types of books we each read and how we accessed them.

So I thought I would share some of my thoughts about how books have shaped my life.

I've always had access to books. We had a family shelf with books that had been given to us and bought by my parents - new and second had from Op Shops. They weren't always used for reading - sometimes a pile of them formed a stool to sit on or we would make them into the wall of a cubby house (large hardbacks were particularly good).


























I remember my first school reader - it was about a fire station. I was so upset because the book had no words and I had already learned how to read before starting school (thanks Mum).

We were also given at least 1 book for each birthday and Christmas, so our piles of books grew and Dad kept making more bookshelves to house our growing collections. Novels, biographies and all sorts of non-fiction made up the books we had to choose from.

Family holidays meant travel, so books were also provided for us to read in the car. My grandparents also had books for us to read when we visited. I can still hear my grandmother's voice when I read Mr Bell's Fix-It Shop.






































Trips to the town library were a common event - my brother, sister and I would ride our bikes down the street and get our fill of as many books as we could carry - my favourites were Baby Sitters Club series and a biography about Nancy Wake.

Travel was more extensive during my teen years as we had moved to Western Australia and summers frequently meant a road trip across the Nullabour Plain - 5 days in the car each way. Space was limited, so there were some favourite series that ended up coming along and being read each way. As soon as possible when we made it to Victoria we would head for the Op Shops to stock up on more books.

Books that were studied at school were a bit hit and miss - some were really interesting, others I wish I had never read because they were about awful topics that should not be forced on anyone.

However, in spite of that, I still read ... a lot!!





























These were my bookshelves a few years ago. Now books are double stacked on many shelves and I have boxes of books that just don't fit. Mostly I buy my own books these days, although I do still get books sometimes for Christmas and birthdays.

One thing about my shelves and the books on them is that I frequently loan books to my family and friends. Growing up I often borrowed books from other people - family and friends. However these days when e-books are so popular, this practice of sharing books is becoming a memory, not common practice.


I think this is one of the sad things about technology. We can't share e-books with each other. All you can do is recommend them to your friends. Sure, they would have been more convenient when we travelled - we could have had more choices. But some of the books we bought half way through our trip were given to my cousins so that they could read them.

So what's your book story?
How did you have books available to you?