Christmas Quotes
The door opens with a rusted jingle, and an animatronic Santa insults my moral virtue three times. Ho, ho, ho.
I don't mind the dark, and because it's Christmas, we've been busy putting lights up everywhere. High, so everyone knows we're okay.
Christmas comes but once a year, starts in August ends in July
Excluding the God of providence in your life’s configuration and design is like removing the thermostat from a thermodynamic system.
Christmas used to be a good "idea" 'til somebody came up with the concept of giving wrapped up presents to each other... :-)
When asking God for direction, ask Him to give you ears to hear it and the will and strength to follow it. Say, “God show me what to do and enable me to do it.
Christmas is everything that God would do, and nothing that we would imagine Him doing.
With this in mind, Ava tells herself to be present and celebrate the holiday instead of wishing it was over. After all, one is given only a certain number of Christmases in one's life.
Christmas is a clandestinely ingenious script that outlines a plan to reclaim mankind through a strategy unimagined and unimaginable. This strategy involved God writing His own death into the script.
We cannot humanize the fact that the story was penned to have the eternal God, Who Himself knows no beginning nor is in need of one, choose to experience a beginning. That is genius in and of itself.
Christmas was an ingenious plan designed by God to lay siege to the hearts of all men by submitting Himself to the greed of all men.
Christmas was about understanding that servanthood would win the hearts of men for eternity, where raw power might win them only for a moment, if at all.
Christmas is not a story birthed of a humanized god for it simply doesn’t fit into the rubric of such an emaciated plot.
Christmas is God saving mankind from the folly of mankind’s grandiose sense of greatness.
Christmas is God being relentless to the point that He would die in that relentlessness.
It was the greatest, most intricate, most ingenious and most costly rescue mission in all of human history.
Don’t spoil Christmas Day by anticipating how it will be. Let is unfold as it does, and be grateful for whatever comes.
Let's not have forced gaiety this Christmas, said Nora, like it was a dish. We'll have a tiny bit of it, I said.
Christmas seems to say that paradise lost and longed for does not have to be paradise given up on.
Later in the winter I'd tire of the snow, but Christmas snow was different.
Another Christmas PoemBlood Christmas, here again.Let us raise a loving cup:Peace on earth, goodwill to men, And make them do the washing-up.
Real ballplayers pass the stuffing by rolling it up in a ball and batting it across the table with a turkey leg.
They shared an image of the American Christmas--riches, reconciliations, tears, snow, success, sentiment, furs and firs, the shop windows shining like Heaven and everything good for sale.
Let him into the mire and muck of our world. For only if we let him in can he pull us out.
. . to cook well and with imagination you have to be in a cheerful and contented frame of mind, and thus inclined to be generous.
I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a a note on it saying, toys not included.
I love Christmas. Frosty the Snowman, peace on Earth and mangers, Salvation Army bell ringers and reindeer, the movie 'Meet Me in St. Louis, ' office parties and cookies.
It is now, at Advent, that I am given the chance to suspend all expectation...and instead to revel in the mystery.
She was so busy doing Christmas, there wasn't time to experience Christmas.
A magic came out of your smileGold thread of gold threadStars illuminating the skyThereWhere in the mountain streamHealing waterTears of ice as a gift to me
I long to look at my holiday season with eyes that see the Christ in Christmas.
You know what? From now on, I think I’m going to call you Mister Christmas.
The thing I love most about Advent is the heartbreak. The utter and complete heartbreak.
She blinked once, then twice, and yet again, sure what she viewed was just another part of this fantasy world that she had stepped into when her feet touched the green grass of Ireland.
Paying twenty-five dollars for me was your mistake, ma’am. I’m not worth more than fifteen.
Christmas is a time of sharing, and joy and grace. There's no better time to entertain family and friends than now.
She stared at the castle. She had actually been summoned to a castle. A week before Christmas.
Miracles happen on Christmas, Pat. Everybody knows that shit.
A prison cell, in which one waits, hopes - and is completely dependent on the fact that the door of freedom has to be opened from the outside, is not a bad picture of Advent
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