RE: The fake war on Christmas starts again....
December 2, 2016 at 7:22 am
(This post was last modified: December 2, 2016 at 7:23 am by AceBoogie.)
Yea I get really sick of this shit every year. I happen to celebrate Christmas but it is not a Christian holiday it was a Pagan celebration stolen by the Romans centuries ago. Some Christians love playing the victim, though. The martyr so to speak.
"Oh, look at us poor Christians! Secular society is trying to take our holiday away from us! BOOHOO"
It's honestly sad at this point.
One kid at my work legitimately thought that Jesus was born on December 25th; he actually believed that Christmas was created by Christians, for Christians. When I politely disagreed with him and told him he should look into the origins of the Yule festival he ignored me and said, "It's about Christ that's why it's called Christmas."
"Oh, look at us poor Christians! Secular society is trying to take our holiday away from us! BOOHOO"
It's honestly sad at this point.
One kid at my work legitimately thought that Jesus was born on December 25th; he actually believed that Christmas was created by Christians, for Christians. When I politely disagreed with him and told him he should look into the origins of the Yule festival he ignored me and said, "It's about Christ that's why it's called Christmas."
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
