Carol,
My prayers are with you and Mike, may the Lord richly bless you both and all 
that hear you sing and Mike play.
Huggs and blessings,
Virgie and Hoshi
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Carol Pearson" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2006 6:34 AM
Subject: Re: Merry Christmas Poem:


Karen,

I really like that one and is pretty apt.  Mike works in a hotel where they 
try to do everything "correctly".  Two years ago they announced a "Winter 
meal", not referring to Christmas at all.  Mike complained bitterly . . . 
and last year they spoke again of Christmas!  This year it's "The Winter 
meal" again and he was none too pleased.

That reminds me, we have our special ladies' lunch tomorrow.  For the first 
time in about ten years I'm going public and singing (with a small group). 
My voice is no longer really up to solo work, though I do have a small, low 
solo in the middle of one of the two songs we're doing.  I'm leading things 
and speaking a little and would be so glad of prayers.  Am I nervous?  Well, 
Hmmm!  Mike also hasn't played the guitar in public probably since the early 
80's, apart from last year when we had a church day and played and sang 
outside with a large group.

Please pray God's real annointing on this.  There's no point at all if He 
doesn't use this to speak to someone!

--
Carol - Reading, UK

To you, o Lord, I lift up my soul;
In You I trust, o my God.  . . .."  PS25:1-2 NIV.
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Karen Carter
  To: [log in to unmask]
  Sent: Friday, December 01, 2006 3:10 AM
  Subject: FW: Merry Christmas Poem:




  Merry Christmas Poem

  > Twas the month before Christmas
  > When all through our land,
  > Not a Christian was praying
  > Nor taking a stand.
  >
  > Why the PC Police
  > had taken away,
  > The reason for Christmas -
  > no one could say.
  >
  > The children were told
  > by their schools not to sing,
  > About Shepherds and Wise Men
  > and Angels and things.
  >
  > "It might hurt people's feelings,"
  > the teachers would say,
  > "December 25th
  > is just a "Holiday".
  >
  > Yet the shoppers were ready
  > with cash, checks, and credit
  > Pushing folks down
  > to the floor just to get it!
  >
  > CDs from Madonna,
  > an X BOX and I-pod
  > Something was changing,
  > something quite odd!
  >
  > Retailers promoted
  > Ramadan and Kwanzaa
  > In hopes to sell books by > Franken & Fonda.
  >
  > As Targets were hanging
  > their trees upside down
  > At Lowe's the word Christmas -
  > was no where to be found.
  >
  > At K-Mart and Staples
  > and Penny's and Sears
  > You won't hear the word Christmas;
  > it won't touch your ears.
  >
  > Inclusive, sensitive,
  > Di-ver-si-ty
  > Are words that were used
  > to intimidate me.
  >
  > Now Daschle, Now Darden,
  > Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen
  > On Boxer, on Rather,
  > on Kerry, on Clinton!
  >
  > At the top of the Senate,
  > there arose such a clatter
  > To eliminate Jesus,
  > in all public matter.
  >
  > And we spoke not a word,
  > as they took away our faith
  > Forbidden to speak
  > of salvation and grace.
  >
  > The true Gift of Christmas
  > was exchanged and discarded
  > The reason for the season,
  &g t; stopped before it started.
  >
  > So as you celebrate "Winter Break"
  > under your "Dream Tree"
  > Sipping your Starbucks,
  > listen to me.
  >
  > Choose your words carefully,
  > choose what you say
  > Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS,
  > not Happy Holiday!
  >
  >