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FINDING THE JOY OF CHRISTMAS

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Again topic about christmas. So excited!Now we talk about finding the joy of christmas. The old Christmas song says, "It’s the most wonderful time of the year." And for the Christian it should ring true. Yet for many, Christmas is a season to survive. Depression, grief and loneliness are often exacerbated by shattered family circumstances and increased debt loads. Christmas calendars are overloaded, causing us to think in terms of "getting through the holidays." We are left to wonder if the "postcard" Christmas exists anymore. What happened to the snowy white Yuletide of childhood?
Christmas has been hijacked by cynics, exploited by capitalists, and trampled by consumers. Christmas cheer comes under a withering attack. The checkout lines go on forever; we growl and whine when only one of 10 registers is open. There is no charity in the mall parking lot; we hunt the elusive parking space like wolves. Cheap-suited Santas charge a king’s ransom for a picture of little Eddie or Tiffany crying. December is full of long, clamorous days culminating in the wearied singing of "Silent Night." Exhausted by cantatas, parties, shopping, feasting, families and travel, we arrive at the Bethlehem manger suffering from heat prostration. Christmas Eve will find us lifting up our weary voices to sing, "Joy to the world, the Lord is come." Then we rush from the service to get one last gift, or visit one last party.

So soon it is over. We save the bows, burn the wrappings, strip the tree, and labor over our New Year’s resolutions. Too often we have missed the point. We’re like the man who goes to the coast but never sees the ocean. The threat of a holiday hijacking is all too real. Unless we engage our hearts in a true celebration of Christmas joy, we are easily caught up in a pointless and mindless holiday. When we lose sight of the meaning of Christmas, the season is deeply devalued.
Isaiah saw religious celebration divorced from true worship. The people loved their feasts and festivals, but they lost their perspective. God speaks words through Isaiah that fall like a blow: "The New Moons, the Sabbaths, and the calling of assemblies — I cannot endure iniquity and the sacred meeting. Your New Moons and your appointed feasts My soul hates; they are a trouble to Me, I am weary of bearing them" (Isaiah 1:13,14, NKJV). The children of Israel turned their holy days into holidays and God declined to be added to the guest list. If Isaiah were around today, he could well offer the same prophecy without changing a single word.
The true spirit of a Christian Christmas must be reestablished in our hearts and homes. All is not lost. The ultimate story of God’s love is still true. The glory is still there to be witnessed by seekers. How shall we truly experience the joy of Christmas? How can we define a true "Christmas spirit"?

Merry Christmas 2008

Hai Friends....

I wanna sharing something here...Spirit for xmas...hehe.Traditional Xmas Stories & Poems..Hope you enjoy it and Merry Christmas.

Ermm....I stay at KL again for this xmas...ermm celebrate it with myra..ermm...i think i should plan what we will do for our xmas day...any place to go?

How the Grinch Stole Christmas

By Dr. Seuss

Every Who Down in Whoville Liked Christmas a lot...

But the Grinch,Who lived just north of Whoville, Did NOT! The Grinch hated Christmas!

The whole Christmas season! Now, please don't ask why.

No one quite knows the reason. It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.

It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all, May have been that his heart was two sizes too small. Whatever the reason, His heart or his shoes, He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos, Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown, At the warm lighted windows below in their town.

For he knew every Who down in Whoville beneath, Was busy now, hanging a mistletoe wreath. "And they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled with a sneer, "Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!" Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming, "I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!"

For Tomorrow, he knew, all the Who girls and boys, Would wake bright and early.

They'd rush for their toys! And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the Noise! Noise! Noise! Noise! That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

Then the Whos, young and old, would sit down to a feast.

And they'd feast! And they'd feast! And they'd FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! They would feast on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast beast.

Which was something the Grinch couldn't stand in the least! And THEN They'd do something He liked least of all! Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing.

They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Whos would start singing!

They'd sing! And they'd sing! And they'd SING! SING! SING! SING! And the more the Grinch thought of this Who ChristmasSing, The more the Grinch thought, "I must stop this whole thing!" "Why, for fifty-three years I've put up with it now!"

"I MUST stop this Christmas from coming! But HOW?" Then he got an idea! An awful idea! THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!

"I know just what to do!" The Grinch laughed in his throat. And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat. And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick!" "With this coat and this hat, I look just like Saint Nick!"

"All I need is a reindeer..." The Grinch looked around. But, since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found. Did that stop the old Grinch? No! The Grinch simply said, "If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!" So he called his dog, Max. Then he took some red thread, And he tied a big horn on the top of his head.

THEN He loaded some bags And some old empty sacks, On a ramshackle sleigh And he hitched up old Max. Then the Grinch said, "Giddap!" And the sleigh started down, Toward the homes where the Whos Lay asnooze in their town. All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air. All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care. When he came to the first little house on the square.

"This is stop number one," the old Grinchy Claus hissed, And he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist. Then he slid down the chimney.

A rather tight pinch. But, if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch. He got stuck only once, for a moment or two. Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue. Where the little Who stockings all hung in a row.

"These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!" Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant, Around the whole room, and he took every present! Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney! Then he slunk to the icebox.

He took the Whos' feast! He took the Who-pudding! He took the roast beast! He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash. Why, that Grinch even took their last can of Who-hash! Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee.

"And NOW!" grinned the Grinch, "I will stuff up the tree!" And the Grinch grabbed the tree, and he started to shove, When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove. He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who! Little Cindy-Lou Who, who was not more than two.

The Grinch had been caught by this tiny Who daughter, Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water.She stared at the Grinch and said, "Santy Claus, why,”

"Why are you taking our Christmas tree? WHY?" But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick, He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick! "Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied, "There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side."

"So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear." "I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."

And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head, And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed. And when CindyLou Who went to bed with her cup, HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!

Then the last thing he took Was the log for their fire! Then he went up the chimney, himself, the old liar. On their walls he left nothing but hooks and some wire. And the one speck of food That he left in the house, Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse. Then He did the same thing To the other Whos' houses Leaving crumbs Much too small For the other Whos' mouses! It was quarter past dawn...

All the Whos, still a-bed, All the Whos, still asnooze
When he packed up his sled, Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings! The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings! Three thousand feet up!

Up the side of Mt. Crumpit, He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it! "PoohPooh to the Whos!" he was grinchishly humming.

"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!"

"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!"

"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two, Then the Whos down in Whoville will all cry BooHoo!" "That's a noise," grinned the Grinch,

"That I simply MUST hear!" So he paused. And the Grinch put his hand to his ear. And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.

It started in low. Then it started to grow. But the sound wasn't sad! Why, this sound sounded merry! It couldn't be so! But it WAS merry! VERY! He stared down at Whoville! The Grinch popped his eyes! Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise! Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, Was singing! Without any presents at all! He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming!

IT CAME! Somehow or other, it came just the same! And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?" "It came with out ribbons! It came without tags!" "It came without packages, boxes or bags!" And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before! "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store."

"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!

" And what happened then? Well...in Whoville they say, That the Grinch's small heart Grew three sizes that day! And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight, He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light, And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast! And he, HE HIMSELF!

The Grinch carved the roast beast!

Class Of 2008

Waaa...after a few year...luckily we finish our first degree..Ermm after this im not sure either we us still remember each other. I just remember my old day when still student title. every nite we always not enough sleep study..

Ya kah? (correct me if im wrong) all we just borak2 without doin nothing...I took intermidiate subject..fuh killer paper...until morning me, efy, petrus, KB, aida revision....sleep oso mengigau remember the format...

Jeng2.....but then during exam hour...uwaa what we are studied last nite satu pun never out...hahaha...Just imagine what im write...FLORENA Formula only lol...simple..hahaha...I miss my fren.....BBA UPM 2008...hehehe where ever they are now wish all the best...aiseh im stat melodrama now...LOOK!look at the picture...I took this picture after what class i cant remember....this is my favourite picture..maybe im look so fresh there..hehehe...Sem 4. Is it Efy?hehehe...oh my God...i still remember steph & efy mengigau one nite before finance paper..but "bebaloi" we pass that paper...now i just scared about intermidiate paper...can we challenge hazelvin or munir result or not...munir????headache!!

uwaa...what news munir??kekekeke...

i miss all of u fren

Story about charles, mathew, gabrielle and angel

O ya his name is Charles Federick Benjamin my favourite kid

Ermm Antie...every day call me ask me balik sarawak..He look handsome kan?hehehe..Last time he call me..told me he score 100% for pendidikan moral..hahaha i just laughing but just to be polite with my nephew i said waaa......congrat. Then, he start ask this ask that...ermm i said ok...but i miss him....He also join story contest...He got number 3. i ask him why you number 3...dengan selamber he answer me, nenek dont understand english...opsss he mean my mum..hahaha of coz la his nenek cant teach him lol....

Mathew Jelian Thomas
Mathew...He is superman.Oldest among 4 of them..opss plus one now so total all 5...what his intrest is bully all his brother and sister. But he is good boy.rajin but penakut...hehehe.

Gabrielle Sima Benjamin
She is barbie..pinky girl...all her collection is barbie...look at her picture..mata layu...eat so much ice cream. Sturborn...hehehe... Now She turn to hardworking...hari2 belajar just because of all her brother bully her.hehe good!one of way too encourage kid belajar lol...if not...ermm hari2 saw her main anak patung..main masak2 kekeke

Angeline Imas Thomas
Pasai Next top model...she like to be model...acting in front of camera...hehehe....she always call me kuyah kuyah.......when we want go to taman...taman mean playground lol..hehehe..

I just miss them so much.....

LOVE YOU ALL

ANTIE KUYAH

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