The True Spirit of Christmas
Posted by Larry Doyle on December 24th, 2012 10:39 AM |
I so love a Christmas story that was published in The Wall Street Journal in 2008 that I welcome posting it as an annual tradition here at Sense on Cents.
To those who celebrate the birth of Christ and the blessings He brought to the world may you enjoy this season in all its glory. To those who celebrate Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or another traditional form of worship may this season also bring you peace and happiness.
To all those who visit Sense on Cents, I thank you. I hope you feel your visits here are time well spent. I am especially grateful to those who give the greatest gift of all, that is the giving of one’s self, in terms of your comments, insights, and perspectives. I wish everybody who reads this a blessed holy day, holiday, and joyous time spent with family and friends. On that note, I hope the following story makes as much of an impact on you as it has on me. Enjoy and share. (more…)
Christmas 2011 – Christmas 1919
Posted by Larry Doyle on December 25th, 2011 8:00 AM |
To those who celebrate the birth of Christ and the blessings He brought to the world may you enjoy this day in all its glory. To those who celebrate Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or another traditional form of worship may this season also bring you peace and happiness.
As we come together to enjoy the company of family and friends and to look forward to hopefully better days in 2012 I encourage you to look back and view our current state through the perspective of a story I first read and shared three years ago.
This story made such an impression on me that I am compelled to continue to spread its message of love, determination, strength, and courage.
Enjoy!!
A Christmas Tale — 1919, The Wall Street Journal, December 2008
By Hans von Spakovsky
It’s easy to complain in the midst of a stressful holiday season. But my family has a unique remedy: We remember one special Christmas in 1919 that gave us the freedom and liberty we enjoy today. This will be the 89th anniversary of the year my father celebrated Christmas Eve deep in the snow-laden woods of Russia as he fled the Communist takeover of his homeland.
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