embracing the Spirit of Christmas with ‘Penguins‘
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(Andrew, this Black & White is the closest thing to a Tux I have😃).
As for my FMF Writers neighborhoods, thank you dear friends for another year of Blog friendship.
“..penguins of the cold Antarctic, find that one of their lives’ flaws is that they don’t get the magic of a life with Santa Claus, for they …have been placed far poles apart…” (Quote: Andrew of FMF Writers)
“Dearest Lord God of the Penguin & us humans,
I just want to say thank you for that first Christmas night. Cold. Bare. The animal kingdom surely understood better, what we humans deck with holly, and crib straw. Oh, pretty shoes, or Christmas tree. This time around, I want to just look to the North star. (You). To You. If me and my kind’d do that, day/night/ day, summer, shine, or rain, what a Feat that’d be. …”
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Dear Neighbor, here’s wishing you the Real Christmas. Some of us will see Change, some will meet King-sized Miracles. Somewhere it is snow, elsewhere desert. Day and night mist. We ripen with Time, with Change; we are not random objects sitting here between planets. We are made for more than victimization, consumer production, and other wars.
I wish you Jesus, not because my great Granpa said so (& that was a LOT coming from my Granpa, he was not exactly a Bible man, till he found Him. Rather, Christ found him. Then G.Grandpa turns around, the Light shining out his ears. I never met him, but Ma told me. And when she did, I saw it. That great un shake-off able Light.
It follows me. Right to when my heart grows Antarctic-cold, day or night. The Light of the Word, blazes thru all circumstance. And yea then you can’t ignore it anymore. This Feast of the Light.
May your Feet forever go towards the Light. In it is Life.
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