Posts Tagged “Merry Christmas”
Wishing everyone one of you and those you love a Merry Christmas! Pray for peace in a turbulent world. May the love of Jesus Christ live within all of us.
As we celebrate the birth of Christ, may each of you have a Merry Christmas. Hopefully you will be able to spend time with those you love most.
Pray for peace, good health and joy.
A huge shout to all of you truck drivers across America. As you cross this great nation through rain, shine and snow, you keep this country moving!
Wishing each of you a Merry Christmas and God’s blessings on you and your families.
Thank you for your service.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THE NEARLY 700 SUBSCRIBERS OF HAULPRODUCE.COM AND MANY OTHER VISITORS TO OUR WEBSITE.
IN A WORLD THAT SEEMS TO BECOME CRAZIER BY THE DAY, WE TAKE TIME THIS HOLIDAY SEASON TO RENEW HOPE AND PRAY FOR PEACE. AS WE CELEBRATE THE BIRTH OF JESUS CHRIST, SEEK WAYS TO TURN SOMETHING INTO GOOD.
AT A RECENT CHRISTMAS PARTY ARTIST DARREL CHRISTOPHER WAS PERFORMING AND TOLD THE AUDIENCE HIS DADDY USED TO TELL HIM, “SON ALWAYS LOOK FOR A WAY TO TURN SOMETHING BAD INTO GOOD.” Darrel then began to sing one of the most beloved hymns of all time, “Amazing Grace.” However, he used the melody of the famous blues/rock song about a house of prostitution – “House of the Rising Sun.” Here are lyrics to both songs. To see Darrell performing Amazing Grace go to: Blues Society of Tulsa Facebook page.
“The House Of The Rising Sun”
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I’m one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin’ man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s on a drunk
[Organ Solo]
Oh mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I’m goin’ back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I’m one
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound)
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!
Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
‘Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be for ever mine.
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound)
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
(1779)
One of my favorite Christmas gifts as a kid was an electric football game. It was simply a metal (not plastic) green colored field with all the stripes, yard markers etc. Each team had its plastic players with the down linemen, receivers, backs, etc. One team was red, the other was white. You lined the defense and offense up and flipped the switch, which vibrated the field making the players move.
Today, I suppose my old football game would be like comparing a 78 rpm vinyl record to an ipod, or a trailer with block ice for refrigeration versus today’s computerized reefers units.
Many fond memories remain of my youth; the holidays with Mom and Dad, and other relatives, who are no longer with us. Then you become the Dad, and the grandpa.
There is so much to be thankful for anytime of the year, but at Christmas, reminders are so prevelent.
The only gifts I really want anymore, I already have – a loving family – and some close friends. There will be a donation to the John 3:16 Mission, and a helping hand to a family is less fortunate.
I remain so thankful for the men and women who serve and have served our nation – and their scarifices. I still consider America the greatest place on earth to live and am thankful for freedom we have here.
To those in trucking, no private industry provides a more important service to our country. It requires experise, professionalism and hard work, delivering to Americans virutally everything found in our homes.
I’ll close by providing you with part of the lyrics to a wonderful Christmas song you probably never heard by musician Don White from Tulsa, OK. I have also posted the video of Don performing the song below . God Bless, and wishing you a very Merry Christmas. — Bill Martin
IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME, I’M COMING HOME – by Don White
Far away, I’m feeling so lonely
Hi Mom, just calling to say
This year I’m coming home
I know I won’t forget
the reason we celebrate the season
But it’s Christmas
I’m coming home