Christmas Revelation

If I never have to stand in another mall Santa Claus photo-op line again, I will die a happy mother, with a miserable daughter, I’m sure.

I don’t understand the joy and desire to do this. He’s a strange man, sitting on a fake throne, promising kids things that he could never deliver on. His beard is fake. His clothes are a rental. His glasses are decorative. He is, in every way, a fraud.

Now, how do I convince my 14 year old of that? Continue reading “Christmas Revelation”

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

It was a cold winter evening in December, 1943. With the war behind them, Ralph Blane and Hugh Martin sat together in an abandoned studio. Hugh, as was his custom, sat at the piano, fumbling through chord progressions, and filling the cold spaces with hints of melody. Ralph scribbled on a note pad, tilted his head, frowned, and then tore up the sheet before throwing it to the ground. The space around his chair was littered with such bunches of paper.

“This is ridiculous,” Ralph complained. “The night before Christmas, and we have a deadline. Write a new song by tomorrow!” Continue reading “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas”

The Christmas War


People of Earth are used to the migration of animals. It has become a part of their lives since they first observed and understood that during different seasons, animals would move to different parts of the globe. This has not bothered them, in most cases, it is used as an indicator of the shift in seasons.

But this is not the case for the recent inhabitants of New Terra, the latest in the terraformed planets that humanity has conquered. There are no migration patterns of animals for them to map. The trees migrate. Continue reading “The Christmas War”

How Santa Died

Christmas Puppy

“I know it’s just a story now, but when I was a kid Santa was real.”

“Whatever Mom.”

“I will tell you The Tale of How Santa Died.” Continue reading “How Santa Died”

A Christmas Day Adventure

Tommy ran down the stairs. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Tommy was smiling so big, it made his face hurt.

“Mom! Dad! It’s Christmas Day!” he shouted as he slide on his knees up to the tree. He was eager to see what goodies he had gotten. His mother entered the living room, “Just hold on. Your father is finishing your present right now.”

Tommy’s father was an inventor. He always made the best presents, and this year Tommy was promised something extraordinary. Before Tommy would pounce on his mother with questions, his father emerged form the basement. “It is finished.”

“Remember when you told me how you loved Back to the Future, and how you wanted your own time machine, Tommy?”

Tommy was vibrating with excitement. His father started to talk about the mechanics and the safety protocols that Tommy should know and follow, but Tommy was way past listening. He just wanted to go. He reached out and pressed the green button.

There was a flash of white.

Then Tommy woke up. He ran down the stairs. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

A Frightening Event

I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense to me.
My masters work us all up, screaming and running around. Something had panicked them, and that was never good.

We all gathered together. There was always safety in numbers, but I wasn’t sure how safe we were. We had all survived numerous threats. Sometimes, one of us got lost. Other times, we were attacked. But always, the masters were there to find us and save us.
What this threat, what this things must have been to rattle them so fiercely.

The masters started talking. We were too far away to make out what they were saying, but they continued to point at the sky. Something was in the sky, or came from the sky, and it scared them. The elder masters kept motioning towards town, while the younger were still frightened.

We stayed huddled together, unsure of what to do, unsure what the masters would do.
Then something changed. As they prepared to leave, their fear turned to excitement. The worry in their words had fled, and the gladness filled the air.

What was so terrifying that these men screamed, but so wonderful that they couldn’t hide it?

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people.Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a signet you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
    and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Luke 2.8-9