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The time for holiday shopping has come, and my menopausal self is shockingly glum. After bad traffic, and an hour of parking, I've started my fussing, and whining and snarking. "They are so happy," I snarl and sneer. "Christmas is coming. Crap -- it's almost here!"
Many record labels initially tried to talk me out of doing a Christmas album. They all said it's only something people do when they run out of new ideas. For me it was just the opposite, and I was just getting started.
How we read and approach the stories of others is all-important. How can we interpret with a reflective heart? We can simultaneously celebrate our own traditions and welcome the beauty of those of others.
We hear songs about this being the happiest time of the year, but for many it is a time of torment and suffering, depression and anguish. Whether your Christmas is decidedly red and green or some shade of the blues, you are special and God's beloveds.
Despite his worldwide fame and popularity among children of all ages, Saint Nicholas is one of history's more elusive characters.
This is my favorite Christmas story because, until I heard it, I had never thought about the innkeeper. The innkeeper isn't part of most Nativity sets. I haven't heard any carols about the innkeeper. There don't seem to be any paintings that include him, either.
Why do we love Christmas trees? And why do we especially enjoy the incredibly tall ones? The lanky conifers with long, graceful branches seem particularly enchanting to us.
It is fitting to remember this Christmas that God's greatest love story began with two people (a lot like you and me) who chose to set aside their reputations, their future, possibly even their own safety -- and simply trust in each other.
Whether you'll be singing along to Les Mis or cheering on Frodo and the dwarves, you'll want something to nibble on during the holiday blockbusters.
If you think of the beloved song "White Christmas," you might like to remember that it was written by a Jewish man who all but dominated the American music milieu from the '20s through the '50s.
The holidays are the time to be thankful for what you have and give to those less fortunate. Adopting this mantra early in life, Kate Diaz - a 15-yr-o...
Christmas 2012 will be the seventh Christmas I've spent as a divorced mom. Normally, this time of year sends me into a psychotic, eating-drinking downward spiral.
It's especially weird how I come across so many articles on surviving holiday stress. Isn't Christmas supposed to be a time of joy and togetherness? Why, then, should it cause stress and panic?
Twas the night before Knicksmas, when all through the Garden Not a big man was stirring, not even Rasheed. The high tops were laced by the lockers with care, In hopes that St. Knick soon would be there.
In this light all barriers melt and we remember our essential interconnectedness. In this light we notice that there is no such thing as the Other.
No matter religious or scientific End Times, the world is said to end in fire. And of all the signs that get things rolling toward those days of end, a new world leader, or messiah, being born is the biggest.
