Clara's Corner: It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air ~ W.T. Ellis

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air ~ W.T. Ellis

He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree. ~Roy L. Smith

Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.

May peace be your gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through!

7 comments:

Judy said...: How true, Clara. May you and your family have a wonderful Christmas.
Love, Judy; 10:14 AM
Leedra said...: So right, December before June. Time has flown. But it also seems like Mason has been here forever, but he is just 10 months old.; 11:43 AM
Paula said...: Wise words....thanks for sharing.; 1:21 PM
Patsy said...: A very good way to say Merry Christmas .; 2:13 PM
Blessed Momma said...: Clara,
Found your blog recently. I loved the Santa purse and just got the pattern today. My two girls are going to love it.
Thanks for sharing and have a blessed Christmas!; 9:33 AM
Jamie Dawn said...: Becoming childlike at Christmastime makes the holiday season SO enjoyable.
My mom always said that when you stop believing in Santa, he stops coming. So... I still believe.
:-)
The joy and wonder of this season is marvelous.
I wish you much joy and delight with your family and friends as you celebrate Christmas.
Jesus is the Reason for the Season!!; 2:40 PM
Beth said...: What beautiful sentiments, Clara...and so true. May you and your family have a peaceful and blessed Christmas!

(P.S. I put my recipe up...just for you!); 3:52 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!