Love our enemy as ourselves — what a commandment from God’s son!
Last year, during the interlude between Christmas and celebrating a new year, I sat in my living room by a Christmas tree, of diminished interest and numbered days, and watched as rays of afternoon sunlight slowly expanded the asphalt patches on the snow-packed street.
No matter how many iterations of storybook characters come along, it’s hard not to identify with the ones you first heard as a child. Oh, wait, you say they sing in the fairy tale feature “Into the Woods?” Well, that changes everything!
It’s Christmas, but it’s going to be difficult to celebrate. It’s a time when we all take some time to think back over the past year and make some decisions about how we want 2015 to look. But, when tragedy sucks the wind out of our sails, asking the really tough questions seems wholly appropriate.
This week’s column features two books for children, one older book and another that is brand new. The first book, a Christmas book, was written in 2008. “Drummer Boy” was written by Loren Long, author of the popular “Otis” books (Otis being a tractor) that have come out in recent years. (The newest is “Otis and the Scarecrow.”)
“Just hear those sleigh bells ringing...” is being sung on the radio, Christmas decorations galore, snow falling — it's Christmas time.
I’ve been pondering Christmas. What is Christmas about? Not the holiday that we celebrate currently, but the birth of a man that would have an impact on the world forever; the birth of Jesus. No matter your beliefs, the life of this one man has impacted the world since his birth.
This week I’m featuring two candy recipes. One of my favorite fudge recipes has a chocolate bar in the ingredients, and I think it makes the fudge taste rich.
November through January is called, in many countries, the “silly season.” When I see homemade fringed and bedazzled candy cane sweaters, reindeer horn bedecked vehicles and eggnog drinking parties, I have to admit that this is a season filled with silliness. The frivolity seems to appear in the strangest of places as our President pardons gobblers and our politicians rush to pass bills like last minute gift givers rush to complete shopping on Christmas Eve.
Sometimes I think of some pretty goofy things. For example, just after the last snowstorm I saw four magpies fly into the crab apple tree outside the window. (Remember when I had seen two magpies last week?) Anyway, the tree was covered with new snow — a lot of it — and as the magpies flew from branch to branch, the snow fell to the ground. I wondered what they were doing there; were they looking for dried crab apples? And then I wondered what they would put on a Christmas wish list (if they knew what that was). Would it be crab apples or grain or bird food?
“Merry Christmas” is a phrase that easily slips off of our tongue just about everyday during this glorious time of year. Let’s take a moment out of our hectic, high-paced day, make a cup of cocoa or pour some eggnog for ourselves, and sit still for a few minutes. Let’s ponder what each of us actually mean when we say, “have a Merry Christmas.”
If you believe the polls, or watch cable TV news, you may be halfway convinced that race relations in America have somehow grown worse during the tenure of the first black president.
Too much of a good thing inevitably has to have its downside. For those who have grown to love the cinematic tales of J.R.R. Tolkien, that aftereffect has finally come in the form of “The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies.”
Moffat County had 242 more workers employed in October of this year and 129 fewer unemployed workers compared to October of last year.
During the holiday season, you’ll have the opportunity to do something for someone in need or make something right, and for most of us, it will come down to being available. It’s an “opportunity cost” and it reveals much more about our true nature than we care to admit. Most of our holiday schedules will be so packed that the cost of opportunity will outweigh the benefits.