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It was a small town and the Catholic Priest, the Protestant
Minister and the Jewish Rabbi were very good friends. Of
course, there was a lot of kidding and joking between them
all year long.
To their surprise one year, the Priest and the Minister
received a Christmas card from the Rabbi. It read:
Roses are reddish, Violets are bluish
When the Messiah really comes You'll wish you were Jewish.
When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?
~G.K. Chesterton
Theology Poem
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The Celts used to bring a large log indoors as a tribute to the sun god. In Cornwall, revellers would chalk a symbol of a man on the log in a cheery reference to the human sacrifices who used to be thrown on the bonfire.
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