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TITLE: Will They Take The Romance,......Out of our Christmas?
By Bonnie Johnson
12/07/04

Romance at Christmas time must be my favorite.....The winter snow covering the ground, ..Ice piled up by the edge of the creeks, covered gently by fallen snow., making a fluffy little collar on the banks.......sleigh rides in the quite wintery air, with huge comforter's to cover up with...Hot cocoa ,filled in warming bottles......There is also the bells of the sleighs..... The soft bells tinkle of their sounds as you cross under the covered bridges......There is always the heavy sound of the horses feet....muffled by the deep snow........The moon light, glaring off a darkened road... and twinkling snow crystals....caught captive by the light that is cast in the shadows. lighting your way....Children's laughter, as they make snow angles , falling into snow so deep that they almost disappear.....I remember the first five foot snow fall I was caught in.......Totally a surprise....You could barely move a foot until you completely were exhausted....To look down from the cabin into the fluffy snow filled creek banks..... I watched a heard of elk cross the stream.....The play like horses , jumping about like little colts........Then they would stop on the bank and wait for a few moments.......Then they would jump in....Following the leader one by one.....Caught up in the current they swim for their life.....Once on the opposite side they shake only for a moment.....Then they are off again.......Heading straight up a mountain made for one of natures strongest animals........Coyotes howling to find their mates....play in group's....and small little flags run past the porch window....... Feeding on the porch a small group of grouse....running back and forth.......Their little top knots flipping back and forth....God is the maker of romance.....So why would man always try to make it more perfect.....There is no way that researchers can make it more perfect.....We are here only as a wisp of air compared to our savior.plan the Mighty ......Jesus Christ.......There can be nothting , that these people can improve upon.Gods ultimate plan is perfect........Like a small child's face in the light of a crackling fire place....The romance of a family....holding that little one up into the waiting arms of an Old Great Grandmother... rocking quietly by a warm fire..........Romance is in the eyes of the beholder....A God given blessing......Researchers have forgotten these things.....a child's life no longer means, walking in the snow or sledding down a hill covered with fluffy snow......My memories will live on forever, But just one little unborn baby used as medicine will miss this beauty..... ..The chance to grow up and Ice skate with their first,look into the twinkling eyes, of the one they will marry........To be able to set by a crackling fire with their husbands and wives.....for anniversary's.....These are all things the unborn will miss... because someone had an idea they could heal the sick..and wounded.with a childs helpless body...........God help each and every one of us....because we tried to bottle everything in this world.....We tried to shape things, turn them over upside down....and remake every thing, God made perfect......I love to listen to the little ones as they struggle to roll a snowball, so big no one can lift it.....and the wild look on their faces as they realize they have rolled their gloves into the snow ball.....What have we done to the romance in our lives, by bringing abortion, harvesting and research......When a couple looks into the eyes of a small , smiling face of their first new child......Round about the yard the snow falls and they cuddle by the fire......This is the way God meant for life to be.....Winter now melts away as it hits the ground.....why?............Because of greed and sin... and taking of our unborn....for healing of diseases...What in Gods Name do they think they are doing.?... Well I do not know about your and your thoughts..... But mine will be on sleigh rides and playing in the soft wind driven warm snow., With snow flakes falling on little rosy cheeks...Bundled for the weather...I am not going to let this world take everything from my memories of romance and family..........I am going to fight abortion, researchers, and harvesting with all I have to give........They now want to take away Christmas.......will romance be next....The church need to wake up and take a long walk threw a snowy field . ..... with the moonlight glinting off of their little children, playing in the soft snow covered ground.........I am sure if the church will think about it a little they can remember their first romance...... and what it meant to them....Memories now. to be passed to their children......Great Grand Children and Great Great Grandchildren.....If we teach the children to look......... the unborn will become the born..... not medicine...to be crushed....With dreams of the selfish....and Greedy.....researchers.......God have mercy upon our dreams and the dreams of our children.......In Jesus Christ Name....

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