The 12 Days of Christmas from Dr. Terry Paulson
On the Ninth Day of Christmas...2014
On the Ninth Day of Christmas, my true friend gave to me...
An opportunity to give to those in need...

Although not limited to Christmas, this truth is a gift that keeps on giving in dealing with othersÖeven people you disagree with:

ďPoliteness and consideration for others is like investing pennies and getting dollars back.Ē
Thomas Sowell

I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY--"A Christmas Message"

In a world where people still wish to do us harm, it is good to remember times of trial and testing. Just three weeks after the attack on Pearl Harbor and Americaís entry into World War II, Winston Churchill, Prime Minister of England, delivered this message on December 24, 1941 while visiting FDR in the White House:

"I spend this anniversary and festival far from my country, far from my family, yet I cannot truthfully say that I feel far from home. Whether it be the ties of blood on my motherís side, or the friendships I have developed here over many years of active life, or the commanding sentiment of comradeship in the common cause of great peoples who speak the same language, who kneel at the same altars and, to a very large extent, pursue the same ideals, I cannot feel myself a stranger here in the centre and at the summit of the United States. I feel a sense of unity and fraternal association which, added to the kindliness of your welcome, convinces me that I have a right to sit at your fireside and share your Christmas joys.

This is a strange Christmas Eve. Almost the whole world is locked in deadly struggle, and, with the most terrible weapons which science can devise, the nations advance upon each other. Ill would it be for us this Christmastide if we were not sure that no greed for the land or wealth of any other people, no vulgar ambition, no morbid lust for material gain at the expense of others, had led us to the field. Here, in the midst of war, raging and roaring over all the lands and seas, creeping nearer to our hearts and homes, here, amid all the tumult, we have tonight the peace of the spirit in each cottage home and in every generous heart. Therefore, we may cast aside for this night at least the cares and dangers which beset us, and make for the children an evening of happiness in a world of storm.

Here, then, for one night only, each home throughout the English-speaking world should be a brightly-lighted island of happiness and peace. Let the children have their night of fun and laughter. Let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures before we turn again to the stern task and the formidable years that lie before us, resolved that, by our sacrifice and daring, these same children shall not be robbed of their inheritance or denied their right to live in a free and decent world. And so, in Godís mercy, a happy Christmas to you all."


Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house,
nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies Iíd nibbled, the fudge I did taste,
all the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I remembered the marvelous meals Iíd prepared,
the gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare.
The pies and the cakes, the bread and the cheese,
and the way I never said, "No thank you please."
As I dressed myself in my husbandís old shirt,
and prepared once again to do battle with dirt--
I said to myself, as I only can
"You canít spend the winter disguised as a man!"
So away with the last of the sour cream dip,
get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished,
Ďtill all the additional ounces have vanished.
I wonít have a cookie, not even a lick,
Iíll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I wonít have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,
Iíll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
Iím hungry, Iím lonesome, and life is a bore ---
But isnít that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot ...
Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

-- Anonymous


Enjoy this Amazing Christmas Version Of Hallelujah that uses movie clips and lyrics to remind us all what the season is really aboutÖ

You can find the archived messages from this yearís series on my website at More we prepare for His coming!

Your Host for this Year's Journey....

Terry Paulson


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