It Is A New Year!

2010 Out, 2011 In ! !
By: Janette Spencer Sprankle

The end of a year it’s so hard to believe,
It’s here already and New Year’s Eve.

When twenty-ten goes out we'll get up and shout,
It’s gonna’ be a good year, I have no doubt.

At midnight fireworks will color the sky,
With kisses and hugs shared between each girl and guy.

With lots of good wishes and lots of cheers,
To bring in the happy and prosperous New Year.

We’ll start a new book with pages that are bare,
With each new day we will have lots to share.

With new opportunities and resolutions to make,
In God I trust,…and that’s NO mistake!

Yes it’s time to start a new year it’s true,
With lots of good wishes from me to you!

HAPPY NEW YEAR
To all those I hold dear!

And So Comes Another Christmas - A Time To Celebrate!

Merry Christmas – 2010
By: Janette Sprankle
Christmas, Christmas don’t be late,
It’s the birth of our Lord whom we celebrate.

An angel appeared to spread the news of the birth,
To shepherds who were happy and full of mirth.

The Star of David that rose high in the sky,
Led three men to the babe, they were very wise.

They found the sweet little baby Jesus dear,
The angels were singing,… his mother Mary and Joseph were near.

Gifts of all kinds were brought to the stable,
There Jesus was found wrapped and in the cradle.

This day was the beginning of a beautiful season,
For all of us to celebrate for one very good reason.

The birth of Christ, a gift from God up above,
He has shown us how to one another Love.

Never forget all your blessings from one day to the next,
It’s truly a wonderful world in every aspect.

And so again we wish you a Merry Christmas

from our house to yours,
And God bless you and keep you whether rich or poor.

Lyrics to "The Christmas Guest" sung by Reba Mcentire

I love this song/story by Reba. It really tugs at the ole' heart strings.

It happened one day near December's end,

Two neighbors called on an old friend.

And they found his shop so meager and lean

Made gay with thousand bows of green

And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine

When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine

And he said "Old friends, at dawn today,

When the cock was crowing the night away

The Lord appeared in a dream to me

And said "I'm coming your guest to be.

"So I've been busy with feet astir and

Strewing my shop with branches of fir.

The table is spread and the kettle is shined.

And over the rafters the holly is twined.

Now I'll wait for my Lord to appear

And listen closely so I will hear

His step as He nears my humble place.

And I'll open the door and look on His face.

So his friends went home and left Conrad alone

For this was the happiest day he had known,

For long since, his family had passed away

And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas Day.

But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas Guest

This Christmas would be the dearest and best.

So he listened with only joy in his heart

And with every sound he would rise with a start

And look for the Lord to be at his door,

Like the vision he had had a few hours before.

So he ran to the window after hearing a sound

But all he could see on the snow covered ground

Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn

And all of his clothes were ragged and worn.

But Conrad was touched and he went to the door

And he said, "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore.

I have some shoes in my shop for you

And a coat that will keep you warmer too."

So with grateful heart the man went away

but Conrad noticed the time of day

And wondered what made the Lord so late

And how much longer he'd have to wait.

When he heard a knock, he ran to the door

But it was only a stranger once more.

A bent old lady with a shawl of black

With a bundle of kindling piled on her back.

She asked for only a place to rest

But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest.

But her voice seemed to plead "Don't send me away,

Let me rest for awhile on Christmas Day",

So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup

And told her to sit at the table and sup.

But after she left he was filled with dismay

For he saw that the hours were slipping away

And the Lord hadn't come as he said he would.

Then Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood.

When out of the stillness he heard a cry

“Please help me and tell me where am I?"

So again he opened his friendly door

And stood disappointed as twice before.

It was only a child who’d wandered away

And was lost from her family on Christmas Day.

Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad

But he knew he should make the little girl glad.

So he called her in and he wiped her tears

And quieted all her childish fears.

Then he led her back to her home once more

But as he entered his own darkened door

He knew the Lord was not coming today.

For the hours of Christmas had passed away

So he went to his room and knelt down to pray

And he said "Dear Lord, why did you delay?

What kept you from coming to call on me?

For I wanted so much your face to see.

”When soft in the silence a voice he heard."

Lift up your head for I kept my word.

Three times my shadow crossed your floor

And three times I came to your lonely door.

I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet

And I was the woman you gave something to eat.

I was the child on the homeless street.

Three times I knocked, and three times I came in.

And each time I found the warmth of a friend.

Of all the gifts, love is the best.

And I was honored to be your Christmas Guest.

Happy Birthday Cheryl ! ! ! !

Had the opportunity to go see the Judds Thursday night at the Energy Solutions Center. I took my oldest sister Cheryl for her Birthday, which is Dec. 12th,...today already. I love the passion and powerful singing of Wynonna and the beautiful voice and entertaining of Naomi. I am so glad we got to go and share the time with one another and have an enjoyable night out. Happy Birthday Sister!!!! Love ya' allot!!!!!