I enter the home of poverty, causing palefaced
children to open their eyes wide, in pleased wonder.
I cause the miser's clutched hand to relax,
and thus paint a bright spot on his soul.
I cause the aged to renew their youth,
and to laugh in the old glad way.
I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood
and brighten dreams woven of magic.
I cause eager feet to climb dark stairways
with filled baskets, leaving behind hearts
amazed at the goodness of the world.
I cause the prodigal to pause a moment
on his wild, wasteful way, and send to anxious
love some little token that releases glad
tears which wash away the hard
lines of sorrow.
I enter dark prison cells, reminding
scarred manhood of what might have been,
and pointing forward to good days yet to be.
I come softly into the still, white home
of pain, and lips that are too weak to speak
just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
At Christmas A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
He is less a selfish creature than at any other time;
When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime...
- Christmas Spirit Quote by
Edgar Guest
I truly believe that if we keep telling the Christmas story,
singing the Christmas songs, and living the Christmas spirit,
we can bring joy and happiness and peace to this world.
- Christmas Quote by
Norman Vincent Peale