The true meaning of Christmas

People have been asking me what Christmas plans I have this year....many sounded shocked that I am spending it alone....including my own mum.....yet somehow, I prefer it this way...the solitude to ponder on the true meaning of Christmas.....and to rest rather than be busy with festivities that dun carry any meaning at all - all the feasting...celebration.....even the religiousity of it all..... somehow feel that ppl have forgotten what Christmas is truly all about....

went to church this morning and the sermon was really apt - when you've got the Son, you've got it all....truly, with Jesus, we have everything.....

really liked this poem...

One Solitary Life
By Rev. James Allan Francis


He was born in an obscure village,
a child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in another obscure village
where he worked in a carpenter shop
until he was thirty.
Then for three year
he was an itinerant preacher.
He never had a family.
Or owned a home.
He never set foot inside a big city.
He never traveled two hundred miles
from the place he was born.
He never wrote a book
or held an office.
He did none of the things
that usually accompany greatness.
While he was still a young man,
the tide of popular opinion
turned against him.
His friends deserted him.
He was turned over to his enemies.
He went through the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to a cross
between two thieves.
While he was dying
his executioners gambled
for the only piece of property he had,
his coat.
When he was dead,
he was taken down
and laid in a borrowed grave.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone
and today he is still the central figure
for much of the human race.
All the armies that ever marched,
All the navies that ever sailed
And all the parliaments that ever sat
And all the kings that ever reigned
Put together
have not affect the life of man
Upon this earth
As powerfully as this
One Solitary Life.


and then the service closed with this song....a long forgotten favourite...

Before the world began
You were on His mind
And every tear you cry is precious in His eyes
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
And everything was done, so you would come

Nothing you can do can make Him love you more
Nothing that you've done can make Him close the door
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
And everything was done
So you would come

Chorus:
Come to the Father
Though your gift is small
Broken hearts, Broken lives
He will take them all
The power of the Word
The power of His blood
And everything was done so you would come


How profound!!