Christmas Quotes - Page 8

Allow Soul's unique knowledge to filter freely from your Soul - through to your Mind.

Eleesha

Trust all you wish to achieve, in the aftermath of Christmas will harmoniously begin to unfold.

Eleesha

Look toward the Soul's guidance, which is not just ready to be shared - but, awaits you acceptance.

Eleesha

Honor the freedom to celebrate Christmas, not alone - but, in the company of all those you love, too.

Eleesha

Christmas, so joyfully celebrated within our hearts and within the hearts of countless others.

Eleesha

Today, may you be filled with an immense sense of inner peace, unity, joy & happiness.

Eleesha

Let the life of one so dear be celebrated and embraced - with each passing day.

Eleesha

Amidst such Soulful exploration each passage - is given new meaning, wisdom & insight.

Eleesha

Use this day to honor the memory of Christmas — whilst it remains celebrated in your life.

Eleesha

Let each Soulful insight, encourage you to - joyfully partake of Christmas in your own way.

Eleesha

Life's adversity strengthens us to embrace - life’s true purpose and destiny.

Eleesha

May you can continue unhindered, by inviting immense clarity, prosperity and purpose - into your life.

Eleesha

Life is unfolding by each step you take - but, it is fulfilled by every choice you make.

Eleesha

Honor your joy today, whilst it replenishes and strengthens you - in the company of your Soul.

Eleesha

Your inner joy will journey alongside you - supported within the company of your Soul.

Eleesha

Summon your inner courage to ensure you strive unhindered - toward your chosen goals.

Eleesha

Through joy, the Soul finds its greatest - physical expression.

Eleesha

Your Soul helps you fulfill all you wish to achieve & shares - all you are destined to know.

Eleesha

Your joy ensures your life experiences, always serve to support you - along life’s chosen path.

Eleesha

Christmas, just like life itself - will become all that you choose or want it, to be.

Eleesha

Through joy, the Soul confirms your ability to remain victorious - even in the midst of defeat.

Eleesha

Let the Soulful will of all that exists within - gift you the knowledge to fulfill all that is, without.

Eleesha

Soulfully encouraged on Christmas day, to journey freely - toward your chosen goals.

Eleesha

A broke man’s lover doesn’t feel ‘loved’ on her Birthday, Christmas, and, on Valentine’s Day.

Mokokoma Mokhonoana

One of the hardest things you will ever have to go through is the death of a child. The second hardest thing you will ever have to go through is having a child die at Christmas time. The third hardest thing you will ever have to go through is telling your child that their friend and family member has passed away. The bittersweet moment that pulls you through it all is when your child says, "Mom don't cry. They're okay because they are with God now and they promise not to leave until they help you get through this.

Shannon L. Alder

Most people made comments on how I was the strongest woman they knew.That was before the title wave of disaster hit my charmed life.

The angels heralded the birth of the Savior, John the Baptist heralded the coming of the Savior, and we herald the gospel of the Savior.

What images do I associate with the Christmas music as I see them set forth on the Christmas Tree?... An angel, speaking to a group of shepherds in a field; some travelers, with eyes uplifted, following a star; a baby in a manger; a child in a spacious temple, talking with grave men; a solemn figure, with a mild and beautiful face, raising a dead girl by the hand; again, near a city gate, calling back the son of a widow, on his bier, to life; a crowd of people looking through the opened roof of a chamber where he sits, and letting down a sick person on a bed, with ropes; the same, in a tempest, walking on the water to a ship; again, on a sea-shore, teaching a great multitude; again, with a child upon his knee, and other children round; again, restoring sight to the blind, speech to the dumb, hearing to the deaf, health to the sick, strength to the lame, knowledge to the ignorant; again, dying upon a cross, watched by armed soldiers, a thick darkness coming on, the earth beginning to shake, and only one voice head. "Forgive them, for they know not what they do!

Charles Dickens

Yet as I read the birth stories about Jesus I cannot help but conclude that though the world may be tilted toward the rich and powerful, God is tilted toward the underdog.

You can not have peace with just feelings. It comes only about by prayer and being on the journey. Like the wise men, find your peace this Christmas.

You can either complain about how hard your life is, or you can realize that only you are responsible for it.

Black bodies have become ornamental, haven't they?

Darnell Lamont Walker

And what is your name?" Caroline asked him. He smiled up at her, a little impishly. "I guess Bianca's name for me will work. Call me Bear." "Bear?" Caroline repeated, doubtfully. "I think it would be best right now," he said simply. "For all of us." "You aren't running from anything?" she asked directly. "No, I guess you could say something is running from me. The law would be on my side, ma'am, if I could get them involved. For now, I'm doing all I can.

Rhetoric can be easily recognized for it is delightfully sweet sounding but it is utterly void of sacrifice, which means it is utterly void of substance. Christmas is irrefutable evidence that God never engages in rhetoric.

Craig D. Lounsbrough

Know what the best thing your true love can give you is?” I asked him.“What?” said Dash.“True love.

I knew,” he breathed, pressing his forehead to mine, “when I developed a crush on you.” My eyes flashed open. “But we drifted apart,” I whispered.He shook his head. “I was scared of how you’d react, that my feelings would complicate things, ruin our friendship. That is why we didn’t hang out much as we got older. We didn’t drift apart. I pushed you away.

the fragrance of pine resin is frankincense poured out—a balm of stars and snow and moonlit nights

At Christmastime, whenever I feel overwhelmed and a little out of sorts, all I have to do is think of my father and the things he'd be doing if he were here – and I smile.

Peggy Toney Horton

When his flock thronged into the midnight service, there was wonder on every face at the newly hung greens and the softly flickering candles on each windowsill. To the simple beauty of the historic church was added fresh, green hope, the lush scent of flowers in winter, and candle flame that cast its flickering shadows over the congregation like a shawl.

Jan Karon

Crime doesn’t take a holiday. It changes costume for the season, and Christmas is the season for domestic violence. Too much pressure to deliver the perfect gift, and not enough money. Too little to say, and too much alcohol encouraging confessions. Never enough love or imagination to deliver the dream.

And who would dare write their own death into the script so that the rest of the characters in the tale might live? God of course.

Craig D. Lounsbrough

It’s been my experience that most folk who ride trains could care less where they’re going. For them it’s the journey itself and the people they meet along the way. You see, at every stop this train makes, a little bit of America, a little bit of your country, gets on and says hello. That’s why trains are so popular at Christmas. People get on to meet their country over the holidays. They’re looking for some friendship, a warm body to talk to. People don’t rush on a train, because that’s not what trains are for. How do you put a dollar value on that? What accounting line does that go on?

Think of the Christmas presentof gashes you opened when, in an attempt to be Superman, you slid in stocking feet on a slippery wood floor and crashed half way through a window. Hopes of heroism dashed on the heels of no clear sighting of Santa.

Kristen Henderson

There is something about Christmas that requires a rug rat. Little kids make Christmas fun. I wonder if could rent one for the holidays. When I was tiny we would by a real tree and stay up late drinking hot chocolate and finding just the right place for the special decorations. It seems like my parents gave up the magic when I figured out the Santa lie. Maybe I shouldn't have told them I knew where the presents really came from. It broke their hearts.

Laurie Halse Anderson

The magi, as you know, were wise men--wonderfully wise men--who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones, possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case of duplication. And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.

o.henry

I’ve realized is that every time you get something cool for your birthday or for Christmas, within a week it’s being used against you. (We'll be taking this away until your English grade improves)

I discovered that the real meaning of Christmas has nothing to do with you at all. It is about a very special gift. I want to you tell you about this gift.

Soraya Diase Coffelt

I would much prefer to enlarge your life by giving you the gift of my life, rather than gifting your life to material obesity with frivolous trinkets.

Craig D. Lounsbrough

Christmas is a bold act of emboldening sacrifice and the most selfless gift ever granted the rebellious lot that we are.

Craig D. Lounsbrough

Maybe a holiday miracle will change Mearth’s awful behavior,” Mandy suggested with optimism.“The only holiday miracle around here is that Mearth hasn’t murdered us both yet,” said Alecto, lighting another cigarette, his hands shaking erratically. He looked exhausted and terrified, his gray eyes soulless.“Do you know what Mearth likes, Alecto?” Mandy questioned.“Vegetables, she likes celery a lot, and lettuce,” Alecto responded in a quiet monotone. “I don’t know what else she likes. I’ve never asked her.”“Well, she has to like something… doesn’t everyone?”“Not her, Mandy Valems.

Christmas is a sacred festival.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Christmas is like candy; it slowly melts in your mouth sweetening every taste bud, making you wish it could last forever.

Richelle E. Goodrich

A new star, the Christ child, God's gift to mankind; these are what Christmas is made of.

Richelle E. Goodrich

What is the spirit of Christmas, you ask? Let me give you the answer in a true story...On a cold day in December, feeling especially warm in my heart for no other reason than it was the holiday season, I walked through the store sporting a big grin on my face. Though most people were far too busy going about their business to notice me, one elderly gentleman in a wheelchair brought his eyes up to meet mine as we neared each other traveling opposite directions. He slowed in passing just long enough to speak to me."Now that's a Christmas smile if I ever saw one," he said.My lips stretched to their limit in response, and I thanked him for the compliment. Then we went our separate ways. But, as I thought about the man and how sweetly he'd touched me, I realized something simply wonderful! In that brief, passing interaction we'd exchanged heartfelt gifts!And that, my friend, is the spirit of Christ~mas.

Richelle E. Goodrich

Christmas is a whisper of peace and a sigh of hope on the lips of love.

Richelle E. Goodrich

Twinkle tiny star.Oh, how great you truly are!God's sign from afar.

Richelle E. Goodrich

A new star shines bright.Angels herald the good news.The Christ child is born.

Richelle E. Goodrich

Shepherds lift their heads,not to gaze at a new lightbut to hear angels.

Richelle E. Goodrich

Snowflakes fall from high.Flurries lift and twirl below.The world has turned white.

Richelle E. Goodrich

The Christmas spirit will elude you'til a selfless love consumes youand the joy of giving moves you.

Richelle E. Goodrich

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