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The Separation of the Trinity

By Constance Gilbert

Recently I found a broken egg in a carton. It was so firmly attached via the egg white to the egg next to it that I ended up with two broken eggs.

It reminded me that an egg is both fragile and strong ~ an oxymoron .

For me, an egg also provides an image of the Trinity ~ Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. The egg equals the yolk, the white plus the shell. Thus, three parts in one. Each can be independent, but it isn't an egg unless they are together.

Through Jesus Christ's conception and birth, the Trinity separated... Jesus left the glory of heaven due to the Father's love for humanity. The Holy Spirit made it happen.

That fragile newborn grew into a man of great strength. A man who could not be tempted. A man who could throw the moneychangers out of the temple. A man filled with unconditional love and compassion. A man who could endure ridicule, beatings, and death on a cross.

Like the second broken egg in my carton, I desire to firmly "stick" to the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. I do not want to be...

The Empty Shell

Psalm 73:25-26 (NIV)

²⁵ Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.

²⁶ My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.

Thank you Father for your unconditional love

through your son Jesus Christ.

I am but an empty shell without you.

Bob Kelley

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WHAT CHRISTMAS IS ALL ABOUT

By: Joseph J. Mazzella

Sometimes it takes the wisdom of a 2 year old to remind us of what Christmas and life are all about. It was the day after Christmas 19 years ago. I was a struggling substitute teacher who had barely earned enough to pay the rent and electric bills for our tiny apartment that month. The only gifts my wife and I could afford for our children were a few stuffed animals.

I put my kids to bed that night and wearily walked back into the living room. I was sad about not being able to give them a better Christmas. Suddenly, I heard a giggle. I walked back into their bedroom and my foot stepped on one of those stuffed animals. A second giggle came from within the big cardboard box that held their toys. I peeked over the top of it. My 2 year old

daughter had dragged her 5 year old brother into the box to hide from Daddy.

I gently stepped over the toys they had emptied out to make room for themselves, leaned down and tickled my little girl. She squealed with delight and wrapped her arms around my neck. I smiled and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. I hugged her and her brother then put them back to bed. Gazing

down at them I realized that Love was the only Christmas gift we needed.

Looking back on that time reminds me of what Christmas is all about. It isn’t about how expensive the gifts we give and receive are. It is rather about the birth of another special child some two thousand years ago. This child would grow up to teach us all how to love each other. He would give us all so much joy. He would show us all how to face the trials of this life with faith and hope while preparing our souls for the greater life to come.

May we all embrace the wisdom of this special child. May we all fill this Christmas with hugs, kisses, laughter, and joy. And may we all spend all of our days here on Earth sharing God’s greatest gift: Love!

Christmas

By St. Augustine of Hippo

Maker of the sun,

He is made under the sun.

In the Father he remains,

From his mother he goes forth.

Creator of heaven and earth,

He was born on earth under heaven.

Unspeakably wise,

He is wisely speechless.

Filling the world,

He lies in a manger.

Ruler of the stars,

He nurses at his mother's bosom.

He is both great in the nature of God,

and small in the form of a servant.