On This Christmas Day, 2oo8. By Uncle Monty.

On This Christmas Day, 2oo8.

By Uncle Monty.

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Though England has now lost so much of

her spiritual character with her growing

disrespect and rejection of the religious

Epiphany of Christ in much of today’s

“Broken Little Britain,” the fact remains

that the Birth of Jesus still echoes and

shines all around the world. And, in the

open minds and glad hearts of millions of

faithful believers on this, yet another,

good Christmas Morn--at the eighth

year of The Third Millennium.
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No birth, not even that of Islam’s legend of

the birth of their Prophet Mohammad, can

compare to the immaculate conception of

The Prince of Peace. There He was born in

a manger with hands and feet just like you

and me. Born with all of humanity’s frail

conditions of love and fear and hope and

joy. And above all, born that man shall

no more die.

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His name stands beyond all of those who
have lost their way through their secular

ignorance and non-religious or lukewarm

belief. Their loss is their’s, not those of us

who very much believe in His Holy birth

and His Sacred name above all names.
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On this Christmas Day, 2oo8, I sing in the

heart and mind of myself some carols of old.
Traditional Anglicans and lowly-born Protest-

ants, like me, also turn to John Jacob Niles’

1934 Appalachia “Songs of the Hill-Folk” -to

sing among its other old carols the wonder-

ous "I Wonder as I Wander." For indeed, I

do oftentimes wonder as I wander around the

world and also wonder at the never-ending

death and decline of what was once my

beloved England that is now so ghettoized

and so foreignized it is almost beyond my

own recognition of it. Plus, I also wonder

why Christ is so removed from Christmas

by so many of my own fellow country-

men and women of today:

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"I wonder as I wander out under the sky,

How Jesus the Savior did come for to die.

For poor on'ry people like you and like I ...

I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

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"When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall,

With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all.

But high from God's heaven a star's light did fall,

And the promise of ages it then did recall.

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"If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,

A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing,

Or all of God's angels in heav'n for to sing,

He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King.

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What more can I now say? Nothing ...

Wishing you all then a Very Happy Christmas

and a Blessed New Year, 2oo9.
Uncle Monty.

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