As we rush through Christmas seasons

With our gifts, and food galore

We might forget to take the time

To recall what the holiday’s for

To me, you see, its Christmas time

Where our hearts are filled with giving

The time to sit and remember those

Both who’ve passed and those still living

To fill our hearts with memories

Of times we’ve shared together

With friends and family near and far

Through all the stormy weather

The wish I have for you, my friends

Is that on Christmas Eve you find

That all the love that’s sent your way

Is the one thing on your mind

No worries of the year to come

Of tasks still yet to do

No thoughts except the knowledge

That people care for you

So as the time approaches fast

I send you on your way

With the prose I write to wish for you

A lovely Christmas Day

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Which Part of Your Body Goes To Heaven First??

The nun teaching Sunday school was speaking to her class one morning and she asked the question, "When you die and go to Heaven which part of your body goes first?"

 
Suzy raised her hand and said,  "I think it's your hands."

"Why do you think it's your hands, Suzy?"  
 
Suzy replied, "Because when you pray, you hold your hands together in front  of you and God just takes your hands first."  
 
"What a wonderful answer!" the nun said.

Little Johnny raised his hand and said, "Sister, I think it's your legs."

The nun looked at him with the strangest look on her face.   "Now, Little Johnny, why do you think it would be your legs?"

Little Johnny said, " I walked into Mommy and Daddy's bedroom the other night. Mommy had her legs straight up in the air and she was yelling, "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! " If Dad hadn't pinned her down, we'd have lost her."

The nun fainted.