<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106046193399504756</id><updated>2012-01-24T10:01:40.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christian Church Arlington</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9106046193399504756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>First Christian Church</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986898524398876274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106046193399504756.post-2031323874433950651</id><published>2010-12-23T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:47:00.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What do you want for Christmas?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I suspect somewhere, there is a psychological dissertation waiting to be written about the point in a person's life when that question goes from being euphoric to being pathetic.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It does seem to be that in my family, the younger you are the more you enjoy being asked and answering that question. What do you want for Christmas.?&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been accused of being a Grinch before and I'll risk taking the label again by suggesting this:&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There comes a point in a person's maturation when the bells and whistles fall off of Christmas.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And I think it comes when you realize that what you want most in life can't be placed in box, wrapped in pretty paper and placed under a Christmas tree.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amy Grant has a song that speaks about such a longing.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It's entitled "Grown Up Christmas Wish." Do you remember me?/I sat upon your knee./I wrote to you with childhood fantasies./Well, I'm all grown up now,/But I still need help somehow./I'm not a child, but my heart still can dream./ So, here's my lifelong wish;/My grown-up Christmas list./Not for myself, but for a world in need./No more lives torn apart,/And wars would never start,/And time would heal all hearts./Everyone would have a friend,/And right would always win,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And love would never end.../This is my grown-up Christmas list."&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In 1967, Stevie Wonder penned a similar lyric—Someday at Christmas&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;"Someday at Christmas we'll see a Man/No hungry children, no empty hand/One happy morning people will share/Our world where people care."&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And perhaps that reluctance to answer the question "What do you want for Christmas?" begins to set in whenever you've matured enough to want these things and lived long enough to see Christmases come and go yet no real headway made in the departments of peace, goodwill toward all humanity, good news for the poor, and release for the captives.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The bells and whistles of Christmas fall off when we realize that no one else is going to wrap that Christmas gift up give it to us before breakfast on December 25.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And that's when we have a choice to make.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;One choice that many people make is in giving up on the possibility of that nonsense ever ending.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We throw up our hands and say, "God's never going to step into history and do that for us."&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In truth, there is no "easy button" for world peace.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For those who submit to such darkness, Christmas merely becomes a time to drown out the suffering in overeating, over-indulgence, and drunken revelry—which has been the &lt;i&gt;modus operandi &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;of Christmas for centuries.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But for others, the fact that Christmas has lost its bells and whistles means that Christmas finally has a voice.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It becomes our goal then to clean up the political corruption, enable others to weather the erratic economic fluctuations, to resist the domination and replace the terrorism with love.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To kneel in Bethlehem with the prophets, is to look at the face of God incarnate and with a sincere heart ask, "What, dear Lord and Savior of humanity, what do you want for Christmas?"&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And upon hearing the voice of Christmas respond, we say with the prophet—the zeal of the Lord will do this through me.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andy Mangum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take time to read today's &lt;a href="http://www.fcc-arlington.org/610759.ihtml"&gt;Advent Devotion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9106046193399504756-2031323874433950651?l=arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/feeds/2031323874433950651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9106046193399504756&amp;postID=2031323874433950651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9106046193399504756/posts/default/2031323874433950651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9106046193399504756/posts/default/2031323874433950651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-reflection.html' title='Christmas Reflection'/><author><name>First Christian Church</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986898524398876274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106046193399504756.post-9053917872312968084</id><published>2007-10-06T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:48:22.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Events taking place this week</title><content type='html'>This week at FCC-Arlington, we will participate in a World Communion Sunday Ice Cream Social with the folks at First Presbyterian Church.  According to the unbiased judges provided by Arlington Charities, the recipients of our food, we won the food collection competition (just barely).  So, we're going to them for the social.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9106046193399504756-9053917872312968084?l=arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/feeds/9053917872312968084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9106046193399504756&amp;postID=9053917872312968084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9106046193399504756/posts/default/9053917872312968084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9106046193399504756/posts/default/9053917872312968084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arlingtondisciples.blogspot.com/2007/10/events-taking-place-this-week.html' title='Events taking place this week'/><author><name>First Christian Church</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986898524398876274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
