"Beyond a Christmas Day"
Working on a holiday
Is not so very strange
To public servants everywhere
Cause some things never change,
They sacrifice, so we can live
In peace through out the land
Christmas Day and everyday
We need their helping hand.
So don't forget to thank the Lord
When Santa's gone away
For all the peace these servants bring
Beyond a Christmas Day.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

"Christmas Pursuit"
Radar set up, the streets are so slow
This Christmas Eve night, the town is aglow
Looking to catch one who's had too much booze
Carols low on the radio; I drift to a light snooze
The tone sounds loud and spurs me alert
As I snap up my head, in a quick little jerk
The radar reads sixty-eight, in a forty-five zone
Just might be my drunk, trying to make it home
He's past a curve, and out of my sight
Before my car's in gear, and I turn on my light
Speeding to catch him, snow on the ground
The roadway is icy, my heart starts to pound
Coming up on a curve, my prey he has slowed
As I close in on him, he's way overload
With bags and packages piled in the rear
My lights he can't see, my siren he can't hear
But I kill my siren, my lights go off too
The mike's in my hand, what can I do
How can I call in and say, "I'm in pursuit"
Of a man driving a sleigh, in a red and white suit"

Dedicated to all those who give up

so much, that others may enjoy peace

and security during Christmas and all

holiday seasons, and to my family and

friends who have stood by me and

given me strength and courage to go on.

Christmas morn comes early,

For the Cop out on his beat.

His family home around the tree

As he cruises a lonely street.

The sound of tearing paper,

The glow in his young child's eye,

The merry toast his Father made

That Christmas fore he died.

The scattered toys that lay beneath

The tree as it starts to shed,

These are the thoughts that give him pause,

As he bowed his head and said,

Father, faithfully I have tried to protect

My fellow man this year.

My Christmas wish, keep safe my own,

For I cannot always be near. Grant me the strength I'll need this day

To complete what ever the task,

Keep safe this lowly servant Lord,

Is all my family would ask.

As I travel down many lonely roads,

While o’er my beat I roam,

Please help me show my brother

That he stands not all alone.

He raised his head to check his runs

As a thought began to grow,

A Child was born this blessed day

Those many years ago,

He fought a righteous battle

As he traveled land and sea.

He too had come to protect and serve

His brother, just like me.

A POLICE OFFICER'S CHRISTMAS POEM

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the streets,
Not a person was stirring, 'cept an officer on the beat.
As he quietly patrolled the city with care,
Children and parents slept peacefully there.
The officer was clad in his blues and his vest,
Gun on his hip, always looking his best.
He'd just pulled aside for a quick bite to eat,
When all of a sudden, out on the street,
A bright light appeared from out of nowhere,
He shielded his eyes from the brilliant glare.
'Twas an angel of the Lord at the car's rear,
He smiled and spoke, "Dear Officer, don't fear."
"I've been sent by God with a message for you
Who faithfully serve while wearing the blue.
He wants you to know that He loves you all,
He's pleased with the way you've answered His call.
"To protect and serve others, so selfless you've been,
Your bravery and kindness have known no end.
Even in tragedy, when nights became long,
You've helped countless strangers by just being strong.
"God sees your heart, the joy and the pain,
He knows the profession can often bring strain.
So he sent me down here to let you know,
That as you patrol, you are never alone.
"As you protect others, your Father protects you,
His angels go with you, His Spirit does, too.
No bullet's too fast, no bad guy too strong,
I'm sent to make sure that your life will be long.
"So fear not the night, and fear not the day,
fear not the threats that might come your way.
I'm sent to accompany you on your beat,
There's not one moment you're alone on the street."
The officer sat stunned by the love of His God,
He bowed his head, with a tear gave a nod.
As the officer said thank you, the angel took flight,
"God's got your back, carry on, and goodnight."

Look at the Candy Cane
What do you see?

Stripes that are red
Like the blood shed for me

White is for my Savior
Who's sinless and pure!

"J" is for Jesus My Lord, that's for sure!


Turn it around
And a staff you will see
Jesus my shepherd
Was born for Me!

Many years ago, a candy maker wanted to make a candy at Christmas time that would serve as a witness to his Christian faith. He wanted to incorporate several symbols for the birth, ministry and death of Jesus. He began with a stick of pure white hard candy; white to symbolize the Virgin Birth and the sinless nature of Jesus; hard to symbolize the solid rock, the foundation of the Church; firmness to represent the promise of God.


The candymaker made the candy in the form of a "J" to represent the name of Jesus, who came to earth as our Savior. He thought it could also represent the staff of the Good Shepherd, with which he reached down into the ditches of the world to lift out the fallen lambs who, like all sheep, have gone astray.

Thinking that the candy was somewhat plain, the candy maker stained it with red stripes. He used three small stripes to show the stripes of the scourging Jesus received, by which we are healed. The large red stripe was for the blood shed by Christ on the cross so that we could have the promise of eternal life. Unfortunately, the candy became known as a candy cane - a meaningless decoration seen at Christmas time. But the true meaning is still there for those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.

My wish for you this Christmas
Comes wrapped in prayers of love
For peace and joy to fill your heart
Received from God above

Then on Christmas Day, after eating a festive dinner, we would pass the stocking around and take turns pulling out the notes and reading them out loud.

This has grown every year, to the point that as soon as Thanksgiving dinner is over, we get out the stocking for Jesus and it is the first Christmas decoration up!

My children are all grown now, but it is a tradition that continues. No one ever signs the notes and when the whole family gathers together for Christmas dinner, we all look forward to passing the stocking around.

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

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