It's New Year's. Happy New Year!

It's Christmas! Ready, set, go. Amazon, Walmart, Target.   I just have that feeling we should go to our downtown and spend some money. Times are hard for them right now. The tariffs have hurt their prices. They can’t keep up with online stores and big department stores. These stores are the backbone of our nation. I may be stating the obvious. Just thought I’d remind myself that this is almost our civic duty to our city. And nation.

I am an oldster who is retired. It’s so easy to shop online. Tomorrow I’m going downtown!

I wrote a poem about Christmas:

Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night,

We fought the good fight most of the night.

Put together bikes and what was the matter?

The bike we assembled with a clatter!

The plastic and glitter were quite a sight!

We’d put up the stockings with care, hoping

that Amazon got there. Then, my boy opened his present, a plastic machine gun, and

was ready to fight.

My wife and I had forgotten that materialism, war

and strife was all our

plight.

What we needed was love and Jesus above,

for there was a child

that had been born so long ago in Bethlehem

stable that was cold and

damp. There was no light, and the smells

weren't great, but the

Lord was born to fill the world with light.

His teachings and

miracles lasted two thousand years and

never lost their meaning,

for they brought joy to the world. People through the

centuries have found how to

live to survive as a human race. So, we looked and read out loud

What was important this Christmas day for the Savior

had been born so long ago

to lighten our burdens and show us the

way to eternal life.

The Savior died so that we might live again

and be forgiven our sins. So, put

up the guns and things that don't matter, and read about the miracle of the Saviour's life.

Ric (Hope you liked this, I wrote it a few Christmases ago.) Ric