I know it's not my holiday, but Christmas belongs to everyone... except my Uncle Si.
My mother was raised to find a good husband. In her era, it was important that she know how to clean a house, plan a party and be a good spouse to the executive she was going to marry someday. Her Christmas activities were to have my dad's boss over for dinner, wrap all the gifts and always keep the house tidy and welcoming. She was the demure little housewife that everyone called his 'better half'.
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As spoken by the native people of Hawai'i, to be "pono" is to be in balance, to do what is right from your mana'o, the gut or deep awareness of true self. This concept has been practiced by Hawai'ians throughout their ancient culture.
A few weeks ago, I posted a little challenge on my blog to ask people to send me a Christmas card and promising to donate $1 to Pittsburgh's LGBTQ Com...
This story unleashes the spirit of giving, love, and the true meaning of Christmas. It is an inspiration in the midst of all of the holiday festivities. Look around and see whom you may be able to bless.
The NSA was present at the discussion with Mr. Claus because we have so far utterly failed in our efforts to intercept and decode the "naughty and nice" database used at the North Pole. We felt this would be well within the national security interests of the government.
Secret Santa was AWESOME this year! Tom said that the gift was actually the quilt his partner made, but I assured him it was the bag it came in. THIS PLASTIC BAG RULES! Just look at the way I can shove my face through the handle.
We're not going to lie; it's coming down to the wire if you're still searching for Christmas presents.
I've never heard anyone point to Joseph as an icon of biblical manhood. If the Gospel according to Matthew were packaged like People magazine, Joseph of Nazareth's face would grace the cover, for Joseph is the lead story in Matthew's Gospel -- and not for chiseled abs.
I will take care of the presents under the tree but when you pop down our chimney on Christmas Eve if you could place in our stockings a certain santa-je-ne-sais-quoi that fills each of us with the desire and ability to be our kindest, best, most generous selves every day that would be the greatest gift of all.
The world cannot learn about the horrors in Syria -- or anywhere else -- when journalists can't do their jobs. Their families need them home as soon as possible -- but so do we all.
Wait. Mary and Joseph have picked up baby Jesus and are stepping over the piles of presents. They are leaving the spotlights and the microphones and the piles of presents. Where on earth are they going? What is wrong with them?
Even when you try to ignore Christmas, it's just impossible! If you decide to watch television, every single program has some spliced-in Santa element. The closest I've come to a Chanukah program on the holidays is a "Twilight Zone" marathon.
She is frail and forgetful and the holidays aren't the same as they used to be. Many questions swirl in your head: Should we have her come for dinner? What kind of presents do I buy her? What would she like to do?
I support atheists' fight to be viewed in the same light as any religious person. After all, atheists can be just as compassionate, as loving and as giving as anyone else, regardless of whether they believe in God or not, so why should they be treated differently?