He is Risen

It’s not about reindeer Santa
Or pesky little elves
It’s not about hanging tinsel
Or lights in twinkling twelve’s.

It’s not about toys and travel,
Or Grandma’s Turkey pie.
It’s not about fun and laughter—
Stars twinkling in your eye.

It’s not about gifts and treasure
But animals in the stall
With shepherds, angels, Wise Men
And others come to call.

For with all celebrations,
There’s joy, laughter, fun.
But let us not forget
The reason for the Son.

It’s Jesus, who was born
One starry winter’s night
With angels song of welcome
Before they took their flight

A Holy celebration
Resurrected every year
That brings us all together
As angels hover near.

He is that manger baby
He is that childhood nod
He is our celebration
He is the son of God.

Phoebe Leggett is a full-time free-lance writer. In 2007 she was presented two awards for her work at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference in Ridgecrest, North Carolina. She makes her home in Greenville, South Carolina with husband Dana and three felines, and to be close to her children and granddaughter.

In 2004 she faced the darkest day of her life when she learned her youngest son was dead. The only way she survived her trauma was with God by her side. Her first non-fiction is titled It’s My Time To Grieve.

As poet and writer, her articles, stories, and poetry have been published in adult and children’s Christian literature as well as online through www.christiandevotions.us. She serves as Assistant Editor for www.DevoKids.com. And, she contributes poetry bi-monthly to Critter Magazine.Her work has been published in Slate & Style, Shemom, Harold and Banner Press in Primary Pal: Pacific Press Publishing Association in Our Little Friend, MS Focus and MS Connection Magazines, Who’s DANN?—a monthly magazine, Gospel Publishing House in LIVE; a weekly journal; the Pentecostal Evangel—an Assemblies of God publication, Heartland Boating, and the Upper Room magazine. Several of her poems have been read on air at WORD Radio in Greenville, South Carolina. Visit her online at www.phoebe-leggett.com

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We never heard your tiny voice,
We never saw your smile,
We don’t understand why your unseen presence
Filled our hearts for a brief little while.
You turned our eyes on Jesus…
Maybe that’s the reason why…
We saw the sovereignty of Mighty God…
How fragile the gift of life.
So we say goodbye dear baby,
Before we’ve said hello.
You’ve gone to the Heavenly Father
Who sent you such a short time ago.
There will be beauty all around you,
And love so deep and strong,
God’s own loving arms will hold you,
There nothing can hurt or harm.
We’ll be together in that bright morning…
There your precious face we will see.
In that land beyond sorrow and parting,
We’ll be together for eternity.

Norma Thurston Holtman is a former RN and homeschool/soccer mom. She is the mother of two adult children. She and her husband make their home in the mountains east of Albuquerque, New Mexico. A long-time Bible study leader, she writes a weekly devotional for her church’s website. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and an aspiring novelist. She desires to use her writing to bring glory to God and encourage fellow believers. Her devotionals can be found at http://2MefromHim.blogspot.com.

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I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below,
With tiny lights like heaven’s stars reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular – please, wipe away that tear.
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year!

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
But the sound of music can’t compare with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you the joy their voices bring,
For it’s beyond description to hear these angels sing.

I feel how much you miss me and see the pain inside your heart,
Though I may seem so far away, we’re really not apart.
So be happy for me, My Loved Ones, you know I hold you dear,
And be glad I’m spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I send each of you a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send each of you a memory of my undying eternal love.
After all, love is a gift more precious than pure and shining gold.
It was always more important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love each other always as Our Father said to do,
For I cannot count the blessings or the love He holds for you.

So have a happy Christmas and wipe away that tear,
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year!

(In memory of my father 2002)

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Nancy Dutton is a freelance writer who has published a book of poetry. She has written articles that have appeared in a variety of publications. Nancy writes customized poems and haikus and teaches children how to write haikus. She is experienced in writing poetry, haikus, stories about animals and children, inspirational stories, plus press releases, brochures, and promotional materials. Read Nancy’s devotions.

We thank You, O Lord, for Your mercy and blessings,
Your love that we never can merit or earn.
And so this Thanksgiving on bended knee we’re coming
To worship You, O Lord -, our hearts for You yearn.

We need You, O Lord, in our lives, in our nation.
Forgive us for failing to follow Your way.
Thru darkness please guide us, please strengthen us, please help us
To hold fast to our faith in these difficult days.

We cling to Your promise, we know You are faithful.
Our land You will heal if Your people will pray.
If humbly we’ll seek You and turn away from evil,
There is hope that our nation will see brighter days.

And so, Lord, we give You our praise and thanksgiving,
Our worries and fears we surrender to You.
We choose to rejoice in Your promise, Your provision.
We will trust You, O Lord -, for Your Word is true.

Marlene Bagnull

Thanksgiving 2011

Marlene Bagnull has been married to Paul for 48 years. They are the parents of three grown children and the grandparents of Erin, Ryan, and Laura. Marlene is the author of Write His Answer – A Bible Study for Christian Writers and three other books. She is also the compiler/editor of For Better, For Worse – Devotions for Married Couples and My Turn to Care – Encouragement for Caregivers of Aging Parents. She is the founder (in 1983) and director of the Greater Philadelphia Christian Writers Conference and has been directing the Colorado Christian Writers Conference since 1997. www.writehisanswer.com
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So heed this early warning
And take time to prepare.
Stock up on those essentials
And store up enough to share.

For we all need each other
In those dark and frigid days.
When life seems so cold
And winter comes our way.

Within the pantry of your souls
Be sure to store God’s word,
For it will keep you safe and warm
As you reflect on all you’ve heard.

Don’t let your heart be frozen
By the artic winds of sin,
For that’s where God’s love blooms
When you ask Jesus to come in.

And as He dwells within your heart
You’ll find you’re not alone,
Just knowing that He is with you
Will help you to press-on.

So with these simple preparations
And God’s Spirit as your mentor,
It will certainly be much easier
Weathering The Winter.

Connie Camden is a native of Frankfort, KY. Christian, Wife, Mother, Granny, are all titles she is honored to be called. Connie retired from State Government as an Executive Staff Advisor in November 2010 to pursue the world of Christian writing and public speaking. She has been involved in women’s ministry since 1996 and currently serves as Director of Women In God’s Service Ministries, Inc. (WIGS). Her heartbeat for writing and speaking is to freely give what she has freely received with His glory as her aim. She is also the event planner for a free Christian Women’s Conference.

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Each thread within its fabric,
A reminder of the tears;
Of sweat and toil and suffering
By men and women through the years.

Our flag, a sign to all the world,
Of freedom, hope, and peace,
Of triumph over hardship,
And victory’s sweet release.

We all saw Lady Liberty
Framed against the smoke…
Of attacks by men in ignorance
Of the promise which she spoke.

Her words cry out to men like them,
The “tired”, and “poor” who suffer,
To the “huddled masses,” “tempest-tost,”
A hope of plenty, she offers.

But there stands a Symbol greater,
Which will endure beyond the years.
Born by our Savior in sacrifice
To wipe away all tears.

The Cross of Christ is the reason
Our Founding Fathers came,
And the only hope for our nation
Is to return to Him again.

The only hope for this country
Is to seek the Creator’s plan,
His Cross the same from age to age,
Dwarfs the symbols of this land.

(Quotations come from “The New Colossus”, by Emma Lazarus, 1883,
engraved on the base of the Statue of Liberty.)

Norma Thurston Holtman is a former RN and homeschool/soccer mom. She is the mother of two adult children. She and her husband make their home in the mountains east of Albuquerque, New Mexico. A long-time Bible study leader, she writes a weekly devotional for her church’s website. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and an aspiring novelist. She desires to use her writing to bring glory to God and encourage fellow believers. Her devotionals can be found at http://2MefromHim.blogspot.com.
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Norma Thurston Holtman is a former RN and homeschool/soccer mom. She is the mother of two adult children. She and her husband make their home in the mountains east of Albuquerque, New Mexico. A long-time Bible study leader, she writes a weekly devotional for her church’s website. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and an aspiring novelist. She desires to use her writing to bring glory to God and encourage fellow believers. Her devotionals can be found at http://2MefromHim.blogspot.com.

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Life changes in an instant
The strongest do survive and thrive

Your friendships can still be challenged in tragedy, but the ones that matter most survive it
All the planning for the future is mute, yet necessary

My values remain the same in tragedy and out…reliance on my God and the sanctity of my family
People follow your lead in the midst of tragedy

Crying is necessary…don’t stop the flow even if it is ugly and loud

It is extremely difficult to find the middle ground of stability between past joys , present pain and future plans and expectations
People can’t write your story of pain and overcoming…create your own guide

Some pain remains fresh

No matter what I say or do, God won’t turn from me, but people may for a moment or forever

No matter how much or how little I pray, it doesn’t make me more or less a Christian or more or less a lover and follower of Christ.

Sheree Whitby is an anointed youth pastor, writer and speaker. She is a child advocate who has a heart for disadvantaged children. As a former teacher, she believes it is essential for each person to strive for excellence in their pursuit of knowledge. Currently, she resides in Maryland with her husband and three children.
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In the hardest moment, when I could take no more
I heard the sound of someone come and open up the door
He walked inside in humble clothes yet every feature bright
Who was this Man who seemed to me to be the Son of Light?
“Please do not come near me!” My feeble voice implored
His lovely face seemed out of place next to my ugly sores

Instead he reached into His cloak and held a blackened key
He waded in the dirty muck to come and rescue me
The key turned in the lock and the chains fell off my wrists!
But now what else would this strong but humble Savior risk?
He bent to take my shackles in steadfast gallantry
And locked them on His own arms with a breath of agony

His purity and grimy chains touched in painful meeting
He grunted and began to strain, wrists and forehead bleeding
Minutes seemed like hours; each second stood alone
Time itself was shocked that One so high would stoop so low
Crack! The chains exploded. The mire began receding
My eyes which had been darkened now finally started seeing

The Man who had rescued me appeared much different now
The gleaming light from His face seemed to increase somehow
He had once been Humble Savior, now Victorious King
One look into His piercing eyes enticed my heart to sing
He said “These chains will beckon, but I have made a vow.
If you will trust my power, these chains will have to bow.”

Now I glimpsed the reason why I could not flee alone
My bonds had needed muscles that were bigger than my own
Fighting against my fetters had only made them tighter still
It took One who was always free to break them in His will
Now I serve my Savior and make his great Name known
He deserves to be served forever, being worshiped at His throne

Aimee Lynch is a homeschooled high-school student in Gaithersburg, MD. She has a heart for children whose parents are divorced because she grew up in a single-parent home after her own parents divorced when she was five. Her blog, allfilledup.wordpress.com, is a place where she seeks to encourage other kids in difficult situations. In what little free time she has, she enjoys gardening, reading, getting involved in various youth projects, taking walks on the beach, and writing articles.
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Just as the Tide moves in,
And washes clean the shore
This boat I’m in,
Though tossed about
Will lead me to my Lord.

So thank you God for those times
You allow the waves to stay,
For in those waves I realize
You truly know the way.

Connie Camden is a native of Frankfort, KY. Christian, wife, mother, granny, are all titles she is honored to be called. Connie retired from State Government as an Executive Staff Advisor in November 2010 to pursue the world of Christian Writing and public speaking. She has been involved in women’s ministry since 1996 and currently serves as Director of Women In God’s Service Ministries, Inc. (WIGS). Her heartbeat for writing and speaking is to freely give what she has freely received with His glory as her aim. She is also the event planner for a free Christian Women’s Conference.

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