Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

Merry Christmas from Encinitas!

December 25, 2012

A very Merry Christmas to you and yours! And may 2013 bring you all that you hope for!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to do my (more…)

Santa’s Helpers Pay Away the Layaway

December 21, 2011

If you’d like to help out families who are truly in need this Christmas season, here’s a creative and wonderful way to do it. Christmas is all about kids, and I can almost feel the joy and gratitude of the parents who had sadly accepted that their children would go without presents on Christmas day. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus!

By Margery A. Beck

OMAHA, Neb. (AP) – The young father stood in line at the Kmart layaway counter, wearing dirty clothes and worn-out boots. With him were three small children.

He asked to pay something on his bill because he knew he wouldn’t be able to afford it all before Christmas. Then a mysterious woman stepped up to the counter.

“She told him, ‘No, I’m paying for it,'” recalled Edna Deppe, assistant manager at the store in Indianapolis. “He just stood there and looked at her and then looked at me and asked if it was a joke. I told him it wasn’t, and that she was going to pay for him. And he just busted out in tears.”

At Kmart stores across the country, Santa is (more…)

Two Boys, a Pair of Skates, and a Christmas Miracle

December 25, 2010

This story about a Christmas Day miracle sounded too good to be true when I heard a minister relate it last Sunday. I Googled it and found that it was written by a woman named Elizabeth English. The story was originally printed in Guideposts magazine sometime in the 1950s and reprinted in the 1989 book New Guideposts Christmas Treasury and the 2000 book, Christmas in My Heart, Volume 9. Given that stamp of authority, I choose to believe it happened. After all, Christmastime is a magical season and, well, believing in stories like this makes it that much more magical!


Herman and I finally locked our store and dragged ourselves home to South Caldwell Street. It was 11:00 p.m., Christmas Eve of 1949. We were dog-tired.

Ours was one of those big, old general appliance stores that sold everything from refrigerators and toasters and record players to bicycles and dollhouses and games. We’d sold almost all our toys; and all the layaways, except one package, had been picked up.

Usually Herman and I kept the store open until everything had been picked up. We knew we wouldn’t have awakened very happy on Christmas morning knowing that some little child’s gift was back on the layaway shelf. But the person who had put a dollar down on that package never appeared.

Early Christmas morning our 12-year-old son, Tom, and Herman and I were out by the tree opening up gifts. But I’ll tell you there was something very humdrum about this Christmas. Tom was growing up; he hadn’t wanted any toys—just clothes and games. I missed his childish exuberance of past years.

As soon as breakfast was over, Tom left to visit his friend next door. And Herman disappeared into the bedroom, mumbling, “I’m going back to sleep. There’s nothing left to stay up for anyway.”

So there I was, alone, doing the dishes and feeling very letdown. It was nearly 9:00, and sleet mixed with snow cut the air outside. The wind rattled our windows, and I felt grateful for the warmth of the apartment. Sure glad I don’t have to go out on a day like today, I thought to myself, picking up the wrappings and ribbons strewn around the living room.

And then it began. Something I’d never experienced before. A strange, (more…)

Meditation for Christmas Morn

December 24, 2010

Paramahansa Yogananda

In the spirit of the true meaning of Christmas, I am pleased to share this excerpt from Metaphysical Meditations by Paramahansa Yogananda. May you have a wonderful holiday season and may 2011 bring ceaseless blessings your way.


Celebrate the birth of Christ in the cradle of your consciousness during the Christmas season. Let His vast perception in Nature, in (more…)

Christmas Is For Cubs!

December 25, 2009

Erin and her Poppa Kent on her very first Christmas

When my lil’ bear cub, Erin, was nine, she was lying in bed one night at 9:15. It was past her bedtime but she was still wide awake. I suggested that she think of pleasant things—like Christmas, which was just two weeks away— until she drifted off to sleep. Erin informed me that that was quite impossible. “If I think about Christmas,” she said quite seriously, “I’ll (more…)