Merry Christmas To All Husbands
During a certain Christmas service
Or Mass as some are wont to say
The officiating priest asked widows
To step forward for a special prayer
Of blessing and favour, intoning
That God remains their undying husband
A certain woman sitting beside her
Husband on one of the front pews
Jumped to her feet hurriedly
To the bewilderment of the poor man
Who promptly pulled her hand
And reminded her of what the priest said
But the enraged woman, looking askance,
Swiftly brushed her husband's hand aside
As though loaded with filth, and retorted,
'Are you alive when you can't provide
The needs of your family, even at a season like this? '
Stunned and speechless, the man's jaw dropped as though
He was a church mouse caught prancing on the pulpit
And the congregation roared in derisive laughter
But from me to all husbands, 'Merry Christmas
And a prosperous New Year in the name of
Our Lord, Jesus Christ, the head of all husbands
And, indeed, all men.Amen.'
(C) Chris Jibero. 2010.
poem by Chris Jibero
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You're living in paradise
I'm getting tired of hearing your silly complaints.
You're angry because your husband isn't a saint.
Your husband forgets and leaves the toilet seat up and you think this isn't very nice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
Your husband has a few flaws but in my eyes he's great.
When I tell you about some other husbands, he'll be a man who you 'll appreciate.
I've seen husbands who beat and raped their wives and some husbands who even threatened them with guns.
And you complain about the superficial things your husband has done.
Close to where I live, a man killed his wife and then set her on fire.
Be thankful that your life isn't so dire.
These poor women's lives have been completely destroyed.
And you have the nerve to complain because your husband goes out once a week with the boys.
Before you complain about your husband again, maybe you should think twice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
poem by Randy Johnson
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The Real Wife
Teaches her children to love and serve God always
Honors her husband and loves him sacrificially
Engages in learning activities that promote holiness in her
marriage
Redeems and restores her husband when he falls out of grace
Expects her husband to be her teacher, leader, mentor and
counselor
Acknowledges her husband's' foibles but never use them to
belittle him
Loves her husbands and treat him as the king of her earthly
kingdom
Wins her husband's affection and friendship with her 'savoir
faire et vivre'
Initiates special activities that please her husband and boosts
his confidence
Forgives her husbands with no intention to regurgitate past
offenses
Excels in matters of the soul and heart and excite her husbands
with holy living
poem by Mona Joseph
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A Girl Named Fred
Once upon a time not many years ago
a girl named Fred fell in love with a boy named Fran.
Although the names seemed an odd combination
and could easily be confused by people who did not know
that Fred was a girl and Fran was a boy.
They made the perfect couple as everyone agreed
and when their wedding day arrived,
the priest who was standing in
did not know about the names
only that he was marrying a Fred to a Fran.
Turning to Fran he said,
Fred with you take this woman
to be your lawful wedded wife.
Excuse me Father, but I think that should be husband.
The priest looked up a bit dismayed, but just carried on.
Turning to Fred said Fran will you take this man
to be your lawful wedded husband.
Excuse me Father, but I think that should wife.
The priest’ eyes rolled around in his head
very dazed and confused.
The silent sniggers in the congregation began to grow louder
as peels of laughter not bells rang out within the church.
The poor priest was now in utter disarray
and after blessing the rings;
he handed them back the wrong way about.
Then the poor priest red faced said
to whomever I pronounce you man and wife.
Just to make things more riotous
someone switched the Wedding March
to Rock Around The Clock,
which sent the bride and groom bopping down the isle,
and the poor priest he had a nervous breakdown
saying he would never perform
a wedding ceremony again.
He would stick to funerals
as there was only one body involved
and they wouldn’t talk back to him.
poem by David Harris
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Christmas is Sin
WHEN CHRISTMAS IS SIN
I do not say Christmas is sin
when it is not sin.
But I say Christmas is sin
because it is sin and no sin.
Christmas is sin when
fathers honours a day not learned.
Christmas is sin when
mothers test, the hand of their husbands.
Christmas is sin when
hardship become harder.
Christmas is sin when
the price of rice rises to rank
and garri grabs guts.
Christmas is sin when
man go drunk and
mothers give birth to beggars.
Christmas is sin when
silence knocks out the gun sound.
Christmas is sin when
men sees with their ears
Christmas is sin when
Tourist is occupied with naked women.
For Christmas is Christmas
as Christmas is an anniversary of the
crucification.
‘’If you love me; keep my commandment
Says the Lord’’
Who then can be happy for the birth of an enemy?
Christmas is no sin, when Christmas is Christ,
but Christmas is sin, when Christmas is crime.
poem by Ebi Robert
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Life of a Roman Catholic Priest
A priest is nearest Christ;
A priest is Christ at times;
A priest is almost Christ;
A priest is most divine.
A priest is God’s shepherd;
A priest must tend to flock;
A priest must be like ‘rock’;
A priest should ne’er defrock.
A priest communes with God;
A priest draws hope from Lord;
A priest shows love of Christ;
A priest carries His Cross!
A priest is tempted too;
A priest has falls in life;
A priest falters also;
A priest has strength from Christ.
A priestly job is tough;
A priest’s life can turn rough;
A priest has strife enough,
But has to smile and laugh!
A priest helps harvest souls;
A priest has many roles;
A priest has but one goal –
To drink from Christ’s own bowl!
Pray that more priests should come;
May priests curb their freedom;
May priest usher Kingdom;
A life for Christ’s welcome.
Fondly dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius,
Beloved Parish priest, ‘Holy Family Church, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-7-2010
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The Very First Christmas with my Husband
2008 is the most wonderful year for me, the ever blessed by God,
The very first Christmas with my husband, truly, be very glad!
Morning, afternoon and evening dwells through European breeze,
Snow flakes in Romania might be at the deepest, coolest freeze!
Making wishes that I have to write with my red and green journal,
Love and green pine trees, symbolism at it...too inspirational!
Joy, triumph and bliss to embrace, within the list of accomplishment,
Gift of endless love and commitment are here for endearment.
Christmas is an enormous call for me to share with my husband,
The birth of Jesus Christ traces the path of a family in holy, new land.
Comparable to my life, as I prayed for so long...a wish...so very tight,
To be with someone, as I call my own...my husband, and be might!
Dreams come true, on this remarkable, joyful and peaceful season...
The very first Christmas with my Daniel, God dwells us for reason!
poem by Simonette Brebenariu
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She Was a Great Woman - Coretta Scott King
She was a woman of strength
She handled great responsibility as her husband fought for our freedom
She was a woman of vision
As she stood by her husband she could see what he saw and continue to stand
She was a woman of courage
She never backed down because of danger that was around
She was a woman of intelligence
Being educated never propelled her to an attitude of haughtiness
She was a woman of passion
Once Martin was gone she continued the quest for the accomplishment of his dream
She was a woman of prayer
Her communication with God let her know that she must carry on
She was a woman of greatness
She never tried to place herself out front
She was a woman of servanthood
She served others while not seeking to be served
She was a woman of determination
She traveled near and far to carry on the legacy of her husband
She was a woman full of life
She loved God, her husband, her children and all mankind until the day she was called home
She was a Great woman
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Godly Unions
We have a command in this life; submit to the Lord, Jesus Christ,
For, to be controlled has its price, which for believers is sacrifice,
Being controlled by the Holy Spirit, in heeding Truth, as we hear it,
While we sacrifice our own desire, for a purpose, far much higher,
Husbands must love their wives, like the Church is loved by Christ,
While wives must submit to him, their husband, by the Spirit within,
This as together they build unity, submitting to God for their family,
As God's Spirit guides each of us, all for the glory of Christ Jesus.
The husband must take the lead, God's Truth each man must heed,
This under the submission of God, not with the power of one's rod,
Knowing the husband is responsible, for the family, per God's Will,
Following His Will comes with a price, of submission and sacrifice.
For God, we must love sacrificially, caring for our Wife and Family,
As we emulate the love of Christ, toward our family, all of their life,
With a Christ like, steadfast love, to the glory of our Savior above.
Purposing, truly loving our wife, this, as we are sanctified in Christ,
By God we've been brought together, so cherish your wife forever,
And as the weaker vessel we should, honor our wife, for her good,
As together we're joint heirs in Christ, this, for our entire earthly life,
This, as we model for everyone, homes built on God's Loving Son.
(Copyright ©10/2012)
Super Woman
She is very strong, does not complain about anything
she makes mistake, but still moving forward
Her husband is so proud of her
She takes responsibility husband home or not.
She did do all the paper works and gave her husband to sign.
She do everything, by herself. Everything
Super woman, who is like her?
She is every woman, wonder woman.
You know when you see her.
poem by Modupe Obatuyi
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The Faithful Wife
The faithful wife in the Christ
Obeys her husband's word;
Claims her own authority
By calling her husband, lord.
She will love her husband dearly
As she submits unto his hand,
Teaches younger women so
In this her family stands.
The faithful wife perceives in God
Her husband is given rule;
As he submits unto the Lord
But a rebellious wife is a fool.
poem by Richard Merrell
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A Husband...
A husband should be
Loyal and honest
A husband should be
Strong and protective
A husband should be
Loving and romantic
A husband should be
Patient and understanding
A husband should know
When enough is enough
A husband should know
When to fight and when to cry
A husband should know
all your goals and dreams
A husband should know
your strengths and well as your weaknesses
A husband needs to be a true man
A husband needs to love you unconditionally
A husband needs to know your heart is forever his
poem by Sarah Holmes
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Singing Merry Christmas
Another time of year
Has come
To be loved in a special
Way
We will try to do whats
Right
On this very merry christmas
Day
Candles burning
Children singing goodnight
Theres no worries
Because santas on his way
So merry christmas to you
Merry christmas to all who share
On christmas day
Merry christmas to you
Singing merry christmas
Although many years
Have passed
Im sure the (? ) of christmas
Remains the same
Candles burning
Children singing goodnight
Theres no worries
Because santas on his way
So merry christmas to you
Merry christmas to all who share
On christmas day
Merry christmas to you
Singing merry christmas
Through all the people I know
And all the people I care for
Well make christmas last
Forever
So come along everyone
And sing this song with us
Singing merry christmas
To you
Merry christmas to all
Who share on christmas day
Merry christmas to you
Singing merry christmas
Singing merry christmas
To you
Merry christmas to all
Who share on christmas day
Merry christmas to you
Singing merry christmas
Santas on his way
Santas on his way
Singing merry christmas
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We Wish You A Merry Christmas
So we drive as fast as we can go
through the black night black ice and the snow
until we see the street signs and we know
we are coming home
Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
And so when the words we sing are gone
Pray God's blessing continues on
and you laugh and compliment this
merry Christmas
Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
song performed by by Relient K
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Let's End This War On Christmas
There's a war declared on Christmas
War on nativity
War on this festive season
And all things Christmassy.
No Christmas songs at Walmart
No carolers at night
No wish of 'Merry Christmas'
Christmas is sanitized.
No Christmas in the classroom
No Christmas now at work
What in the world will happen next,
No Christmases at church?
We're ashamed to share His story
With our children and our peers
For fear of being old fashioned
In this twenty first century.
Let's reclaim this Christmas season
With all it's hope and cheer
Let's end this war on Christmas
And keep it near and dear.
Let's greet with 'Merry Christmas'
In the stores and in the street
In the workplace and the office
To everyone we meet!
'MERRY CHRISTMAS
poem by Louie Vetter
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Christmas Cheer
With the Christmas Season here, missing is true Christmas Cheer.
What seems today to be ignored, is the person of Christ our Lord.
The babe God sent to this world, is the message we should herald.
For that little child born in a stall, was sent to us as The Lord of all.
Commercial winds made us drift, completely away from God’s Gift.
With all of the trim, it’s suggestive, that the season is quite festive.
You do hear both laughter and joy, but no mention of the baby boy.
Men took a blessed Holy Night, and filled it with a commercial light.
Although you hear much caroling, you hear no praises to our King.
Men sing of joy and Christmas tide, but Christ the Savior is denied.
Halls are decked in tinsel and light, with the baby Jesus out of sight.
In lieu of Merry Christmas men say, have yourself a Happy Holiday.
Christ by many is simply dismissed, while they seek out other gifts.
Many get caught in a shopping race, bypassing God’s gift of Grace.
Turning the day to remember Christ, into a virtual commercial heist.
That day God came to this earth, through a miraculous virgin birth.
Christmas for many my friend, is simply how much did they spend.
And as they franticly shop and fret, they quickly slip down into debt.
Jesus Christ paid more than all, when He left His throne for a stall.
God sent the gift and paid the price, and His Son was the sacrifice.
And the gift for us is Eternal Life, wrapped in His Son Jesus Christ.
For men who truly know The Lord, it’s a day for Christ to be adored.
For us it’s a Hallow time of year, being misused by other men I fear.
Christmas for them, you might say, is really one gigantic hollow day.
(Copyright ©12/2005)
Too Late For Merry Christmas?
Is it too late for Merry Christmas, too late for the greatest of Gifts?
Is God’s greatest offer limited to, a holiday known to me and you?
Some have Christmas in July, the reason for it, do you know why?
Is Christmas a day Christ was born, a day today, many just scorn?
Can’t we celebrate all year long, Christ with hearts filled with song?
Christmas for obvious reason, comes around for only one season,
And our Christmas as the holiday, with the tree, gets packed away,
But Christ throughout all the year, through His Spirit is always here.
Christmas is just a reminder for, a world trying to dismiss our Lord,
Where many don’t know who He is, while they relish receiving gifts,
When Christmas is over for them, we go on with Christ, as a friend,
Who is with us all year through, to offer God’s Gift to men like you.
So this day and all year through, this happy greeting I’ll say to you,
Merry Christmas and I’m not late, giving you words to contemplate.
Not too late to share with one, greetings in the name of God’s Son,
Who came not to make a holiday, but be for all God’s Narrow Way.
It’s never too late at all for me, to greet you in the power of Calvary,
Where Christmas was truly sealed; and all become spiritually healed,
Point Christmas to Calvary’s Cross; God’s Gift to the spiritually lost,
Away from all Christmas has become, and back to God’s Only Son.
(Copyright ©01/2008)
Christmas Pictures With Santa Claus
Well its three weeks till Christmas
and the Goff family pictures with
Santa Claus have yet to be taken.
I'm like any other wife or mother
who has a unreasonable lazy lump
of a husband and ungreatful
children all I'm asking for is one
little picture to slap on a Christmas
Card is that too much to expect?
I'd get more respect from a monkey.
Well the apt. is for 5: 00p.m
and its already 4: 15p.m.
Well the picture has been taken
family and friends please forgive
me for these pictures there was
no time for retakes.
You have witnessed the
Goff Family and what really like
a barrel of funny monkeys.
husband- sleeping
Kristina- eyes closed
Billy-tongue sticking out
Dillon- fingers in ears.
'' MERRY CHRISTMAS''
and a Darn holly jolly
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Mom needs a stiff drink
dedicate to all wives and mothers
HO HO
GAYLE GOFF
DEC 2008
poem by Gayle Anne Goff
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A Christmas Carol
TUNE--'God rest ye, merry gentleman.'
GOD rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.
The dawn rose red o'er Bethlehem, the stars shone through the gray,
When Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.
God rest ye, little children; let nothing you affright,
For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night;
Along the hills of Galilee the white flocks sleeping lay,
When Christ, the Child of Nazareth, was born on Christmas-day.
God rest ye, all good Christians; upon this blessed morn
The Lord of all good Christians was of a woman born:
Now all your sorrows He doth heal, your sins He takes away;
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Men would wander
Stigma attached to widowhood removed,
No woman would care to nurse her husband.
Disgrace clung to divorce taken away,
No woman would tolerate her husband.
Shame of infidelity wiped out,
No woman would mind ditching her husband.
Glory of virginity fast dying,
No woman would stay pure for her marriage
Shackles attached to her broken away,
Men, insecure by nature, would wander.
16.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Another Christmas
We don’t need another Christmas, but, we need the Lord Jesus,
The Savior, Who was long before, this holiday that many adore;
Whether just a day or the season, many forget He is the reason,
Why we observe Christmas at all, now, it’s tainted by man’s fall.
Christmas day will come and go, but Jesus many need to know,
He is the beginning and the end, well before and after my friend;
On this holiday we call Christmas, by many, The Truth is missed,
He’s the Only Gift we must embrace, sent to all, by God’s Grace.
Not only did Christ come before, but only His Gift’s forevermore,
Christmas will be over my friend, unlike my Lord who has no end,
Christ cannot be packed away, for in a believer He’s here to stay,
For The Lord shall never depart, with God’s Spirit within our heart.
Not only for a holiday season, but for each day He is the reason,
For a believer’s life and breath, since for us, He destroyed death,
And given the gift of eternal life, through that babe, who is Christ,
Now, no longer that babe in a stall, but, our Lord reigning over all.
It’s not Christmas but God above, who fills men with joy and love,
Joy that some men just ignore, knowing not what Christmas is for,
Not knowing the God of Eternity, they’ll look for gifts under a tree,
They don’t need another Christmas, but instead need Christ Jesus.