Memories from Christmases past and present

Christmas Past

Taffeta dresses, black patent leather shoes
Pageant lines practiced,
trying to remember my cues.
Little paper sacks sealed up tight
with oranges, nuts and candy
handed out that night.
Christmas carols sung by the choir
and the gong of loud bells under the church spire
Bowls of hot chili, cider and cookies
After cold caroling parties
Multicolored lights frame street lanterns and light poles
On our drive through town
a festive spirit everywhere
could be found

Joyce Mannhalter (C) Dec. 2020


As I reflect back on my memories from past Christmases I am so thankful for the hope we have in the risen Savior, Jesus Christ, born of a virgin, conceived by the Holy Spirit who came into a lost and sinful world offering the gift of salvation and redemption. This Christmas it has been quite a bit different for me, ending with recovery from the Covid-19 virus which I contracted after Thanksgiving. Having to quarantine more it allowed me more quiet, reflective moments with the Lord thinking about all the ways and times in my life when I knew Who and Where I could go to for help in anything I needed. With the loss of vision I have had over recent years it has been hard to accept what I cannot do much of any more, what I love most; write, read and compose poetry, and fiction. Advancing RA requiring surgery in both hands has also added to the setbacks, but know there is always hope in the redeeming saving grace of the King of Kings and Redeemer of all. The story of Jesus’s birth can be found in Luke 2:4-20 of the New Testament and remains the greatest love story every told and still my favorite.

God bless you all and thank you readers and bloggers who have followed me through the years here at Word Press. I want to wish everyone out there a Merry Christmas and a heathy , safe, happy and prosperous year in 2021.



Posted December 22, 2020 by Joyce in My Writings

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