The Greatest Gift

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I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

~Charles Dickens

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Do you believe in Santa Claus?

Santa - postcard work in progress, pastels on grey paper, 4x6 inches

Santa – work in progress, pastels on grey paper, 4×6 inches postcard

I believed in you
In hope and wishes
In dreams come true

I wandered for years
My faith did wane
Until seeing it clear

Searching the sky above
I once again believe
The greatest gift is love

~Mark Schutter ©2015

I am not talking about the jolly fat man in the red suit who slides down chimney’s on Christmas Eve. I am searching for the true meaning of Christmas. What it means to be selfless and giving, humble and kind. The world would be such a better place if only we could make this Christmas thing last all year-long and not just for a few weeks in December. We so easily put everything back into boxes on December 26th and go back to our selfish self-righteous ways. When love, grace, mercy and hope are needed everyday of the year. I wish every one of my readers a very Merry Christmas and may you be blessed each day. ~M

Jittering Expectations

The jittering expectations silently descend
From those moments we’d like to forget
Of past holidays with which we must contend
Emerging from behind our heart’s torn curtain
Our aching hearts inside will tumble-down
Grace is restless in our plausible denial it’s certain
For we stand alone in our hallowed loneliness
Surrounded by the chaos of celebration
A soul aching for connections of sweet bliss
The present reality may herald promises to come
From those moments we’d like to recall
As steady beats the hope of love’s unending drum

~Mark Schutter ©2014

With the Thanksgiving holiday tomorrow here in America, I find myself feeling somewhat lost and almost plodding, thus this is where the words to this poem come from.  Like I am out of step, my thoughts jumbled and confused. Although the feeling lingers, I rest in the assurance and hope that tomorrow may always be better than today.  The holidays although joyful and full of celebration always make me somewhat melancholy and full of ‘jittering expectations’ for what may come.  Thanks for reading, here’s to wishing you only the best.  ~M A Still Point #2

Dun Che Lao Ren

Christmas Old Man”

"Dun Che Lao Ren" is Chinese for "Christmas Old Man."   Crayon and ink wash drawing, 8x11 inches, border added using PicMonkey.Dun Che Lao Ren” is Chinese for “Christmas Old Man,” and how Christian children in China refer to Santa Claus.  Muslin stockings are specially made and hung by the children on Christmas Eve, hoping they will be filled with wonderful gifts on Christmas!

Crayon and ink wash drawing, 8×11 inches, border added using PicMonkey.

Heat Miser

Heat Miser
I’m Mister Green Christmas
I’m Mister Sun
I’m Mister Heat Blister
I’m Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
I’m too much!
Mister Green Christmas
He’s Mister Sun
He’s Mister Heat Blister
He’s Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
He’s too much!
Thank you!
I never want to see a day
That’s under sixty degrees
I’d rather have it eighty,
Ninety, one hundred degrees!
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it
REALLY hot! Hee hee!
He’s Mister Green Christmas
He’s Mister Sun
Sing it!
He’s Mister Heat Blister
He’s Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
I’m too much!
Too Much!