Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

Thanks to you all!

It is New Year’s Eve with about two hours to midnight.  I wanted to take a moment to thank my family, my friends and my readers (who hopefully will think of me as their friend!).  I do this blog somewhat irregularly I know and maybe in this new year I will be able to spend more time on it, I hope so.

I started it because of my stroke. It was therapy, something for me to do.  It was a stress reliever, because being full-time disabled at home now is a stressful time for me.  And it’s a way to pass on forty-five plus years of information, instructions and guidance that I have learned in my sixty-two years of living.

I decided after the stroke ended my business and career that the knowledge was still with me even if physically I can no longer do the real labor.  So my blog was born.  To pass on this knowledge and experience to any who ask for it.  Up till now there hasn’t been that many asking, but for 2012 there will be many more.  Of this I am sure.  So with my reader’s help and the Good Lord’s guidance, we will make 2012 a very good and prosperous new year.  So everyone, Happy New Year and talk with you soon!

God Bless,

SparkChaser4

Where Our Freedom Comes From

WHERE OUR FREEDOM COMES FROM:

T’was the night before Christmas,
He lived all alone.
In a one-bedroom house
Made of plaster and stone.

I had come down the chimney
With presents to give,
And to see just who
In this home did live.

I looked all about
A strange sight I did see.
No tinsel, no presents,
Not even a tree.

No stocking by mantle,
Just boots filled with sand.
On the wall hung pictures
Of far and distant lands.

With medals and badges,
Awards of all kinds.
A sober thought
Came through my mind.

For this house was different,
It was dark and dreary.
I found the home of a soldier,
Once I could see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping,
Silent, alone.
Curled up on the floor
In this one-bedroom home.

The face was so gentle,
The room in such disorder.
Not how I pictured,
A United States Soldier.

Was this the hero
Of whom I’d just read?
Curled up on a poncho,
The floor for a bed.

I realized the families
That I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers
Who were willing to fight.

Soon ’round the world
The children would play,
And grown-ups would celebrate
A bright Christmas Day.

They all enjoyed freedom
Each month of the year.
Because of the soldiers,
Like the one lying here.

I couldn’t help wonder
How many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve
In a land far from Home.

The very thought
Brought a tear to my eye.
I dropped to my knees
And started to cry.

The soldier awakened
and I heard a rough voice,
“Santa don’t cry,
This life is my choice.

I fight for freedom,
I don’t ask for more.
My live is my God,
My Country, my Corps.”

The soldier rolled over
And drifted to sleep.
I couldn’t control it,
I continued to weep.

I wept for hours
So silent and still,
And we both shivered
From the cold night’s chill.

I didn’t want to leave
On that cold, dark night,
This guardian of honor
So willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over
With a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, “Carry on, Santa.
It’s Christmas Day, all is secure.”

One look at my watch
And I knew he was right.
“Merry Christmas my friend,
And to all a Good Night!”

Thanks to An Ordinary American for allowing us to copy this from his site.

Merry Christmas Everyone!
SparkChaser4

Merry Christmas from Tiger Valley

Those of you who believe in the Second amendment as do I, will enjoy this beautiful girl walking out late at night, and alone. Now you guess what will happen . . . surprise! The video is here. Oh and a link to Tiger Valley is here. Tiger Valley is a premier firearms training facility that is on a 168 acre site conveniently in Central Texas for those looking to further their education in firearms. Enjoy the video, I did!

SparkChaser4

Have a nice Christmas?

Did everyone have a good Christmas? We had our normal get together, normal as in LOUD! With eight brothers and sisters of which seven were present, as were their spouses, their children, their grandchildren, their great grandchildren . . . did I mention that it was very LOUD!!? Because of my medical conditions and the fact that the good Lord deemed my wife and I to be lucky, er. . childless,  I’m a bit sensitive to loud noises so only remained for a couple of hours. The earache told me it was time to go home! The next morning (Christmas Day), my ear was still hurting, and still is through today. Although it is getting better. With a little peace and quiet in our own home, I expect to have a complete recovery very soon.

Meanwhile I hope everyone enjoyed seeing and visiting their families and that all got what they were hoping for under the Christmas Tree from ol’ St. Nick. At sixty years of age, it amazes me more each year at the speed in which each year passes. Enjoy them fully while you can.

Did you happen to notice that the Christmas commercials started on the third of November this year? Last year it was November sixteenth. Remember when they used to not start their crass commercialism until after Thanksgiving? And they wonder why people don’t “get into the spirit” like they used to. Oh well! Let me be the first to wish you all a very Merry Christmas, for next year! By the way, only three-hundred and sixty-four shopping days until Christmas!

SparkChaser4

It’s Christmas Eve!

Hello everyone.

Just a quick note for all. I might just be old-fashioned and it might not be politically correct.  But I wanted to say this to all for tomorrow, the Eve of Our Savior’s Birthday!

MERRY CHRISTMAS to all!! 

Also as a Veteran myself, I can understand the loneliness and homesickness associated with our military forces this time of year.  So please give a prayer to the men and women now serving in our military services, both here and overseas.  May He watch over and keep them safe from harm while they bravely serve.  Amen.