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You know those questions that you get Like why is the sky blue? The ones you can not answer But, try to pass off that you do Well I got one the other day My son came up and said What with Jesus and with Christmas I told him...go to bed! It's only three o'clock he said Well...then...go and ask your mom Dad, I already asked her and you're where she said to come I thought, my god, she owes me now So, I told him, grab a seat I figured I'd go down in flames But, I'd fight in my defeat He said, all the Christmas specials talk of Christmas and that stuff But, Rudolph, Garfield, Frosty well, I think I've watched enough Some talk of baby Jesus Others talk of shops and toys Why is Jesus linked to Christmas And I answered him.....with poise Jesus Christ, the son of God came to earth in all his Glory Now, go and read you bible The games on...read the story He trundled off, I thought I'd won In an hour he returned With that face, you know the one I mean Dad...there's something that I learned If Jesus Christ and Christmas are tied together, as we see Did they celebrate on Christmas Day Before Christ turned thirty three? I mean, was it Christmas for a reason Or did it start once he was dead? I thought, that's a good question And it came from my boy's head His mother brought hot chocolate She still owed me, and she knew that whatever payback I devised would be multiplied by two I said, son, the idea of true Christmas gifts Dates to 313 A.D Back to someone called Saint Nicholas Santa Claus to you and m The wise men came with presents To celebrate the ****** birth They celebrated the fact that God had sent his son to earth So, what does that have to do with snoopy Rudolph, Jack Frost, my son said I told him, read your bible The story's there, no go to bed He smiled and he hugged me He said I think I know one part It's that Christmas isn't presents It's something you feel in your heart It's a spirit of goodwill to man And to all who you may meet I said, yep...that's it You've summed it up, maybe I should have a seat So, Christmas isn't retail, It can't be bought, it has no box It's a feeling deep within you though...this year I need some socks It may have his name attached But, true Christmas is defined By our love for one another and the love for all mankind
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
What does Jesus have to do with Christmas?
You know those questions that you get Like why is the sky blue? The ones you can not answer But, try to pass off that you do Well I got one the other day My son came up and said What with Jesus and with Christmas I told him...go to bed! It's only three o'clock he said Well...then...go and ask your mom Dad, I already asked her and you're where she said to come I thought, my god, she owes me now So, I told him, grab a seat I figured I'd go down in flames But, I'd fight in my defeat He said, all the Christmas specials talk of Christmas and that stuff But, Rudolph, Garfield, Frosty well, I think I've watched enough Some talk of baby Jesus Others talk of shops and toys Why is Jesus linked to Christmas And I answered him.....with poise Jesus Christ, the son of God came to earth in all his Glory Now, go and read you bible The games on...read the story He trundled off, I thought I'd won In an hour he returned With that face, you know the one I mean Dad...there's something that I learned If Jesus Christ and Christmas are tied together, as we see Did they celebrate on Christmas Day Before Christ turned thirty three? I mean, was it Christmas for a reason Or did it start once he was dead? I thought, that's a good question And it came from my boy's head His mother brought hot chocolate She still owed me, and she knew that whatever payback I devised would be multiplied by two I said, son, the idea of true Christmas gifts Dates to 313 A.D Back to someone called Saint Nicholas Santa Claus to you and m The wise men came with presents To celebrate the ****** birth They celebrated the fact that God had sent his son to earth So, what does that have to do with snoopy Rudolph, Jack Frost, my son said I told him, read your bible The story's there, no go to bed He smiled and he hugged me He said I think I know one part It's that Christmas isn't presents It's something you feel in your heart It's a spirit of goodwill to man And to all who you may meet I said, yep...that's it You've summed it up, maybe I should have a seat So, Christmas isn't retail, It can't be bought, it has no box It's a feeling deep within you though...this year I need some socks It may have his name attached But, true Christmas is defined By our love for one another and the love for all mankind
roger-turner
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
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