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Christmas Is Different This Year

Home Family Gifts Light Laughter Trees Same as always Baby Manger Star Shepherds Angels But this year is different The ice in my heart  Has cracked away Lights are brighter Trees prettier The cold outside Won't freeze me Hope and love Keep me warm Baby in a manger Means so much more God's gift to us A tiny baby His only Son Born to die  So that I might live That's why Christmas is different this year Realizing the importance Of God's gift The reason for the season It means so much more When you accept God's gift.

Christmas Lights

Glowing Christmas lights Shine down upon me Warmth, love, and comfort Fill my heart Christmas lights make me happy They cheer me. Twinkling like stars - Brilliant, multicolored stars Memories flood  Of Christmases long past Reflecting of old times Warms my heart The lights remind me Of someone who came A small baby born, The reason we celebrate this day That baby was a light For all the world to see He came here to save me  And He came to save you I love Christmas lights And the joy that they give. I love that small baby And the light that He gives.  

Bad Guy gone Good

Am I the only person who loves a bad guy gone good story? Present me with a tortured bad guy with a twisted past and then show me his redemption. I will melt into a puddle of tears and feelings. He will forever be one of my favorite characters. Why is this redemption story, cliche as it is, so important? Why does it impact me in such a huge way? Why am I always rooting for the bad guy who becomes a hero? Maybe he's an evil vampire who has been rejected all his life, then when he finally finds acceptance with the woman he loves, it changes him. Or perhaps he's a druggie, who only wants to die, but finds a reason to live and comes out of the gutter as a new man. What about a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist who literally becomes a hero and learns to love and care for more than just himself. Or my favorite: a madman who stole a blue box, ran away from his problems, committed genocide and then committed himself to helping save others. It doesn't matter

A Heart that Loves the Ocean

I watch the waves, Waiting and wistful Wishing the water Would wash me away. The wind pushes me The waves pull me Presenting me with possibilities Its power calls to me The chaos scares me Yet I am comforted Crashing waves are music To my ears The spray of the ocean  Invigorates me Will I miss the sun? The salty air? The smell of the sea? Will they be lost to me? When I sink, Pressed under the crushing waves, The curve of the ocean Embracing me. Precious water Crystal clear Carving a new heart in me - A heart that loves  The crest of the waves, Splashing foam. A heart that loves the ocean.