Advent

[onedaydie]

Vier Kerzen brannten am Adventskranz

Es war ganz still.
So still,dass man hörte,
wie die Kerzen zu reden begannen.
Die erste Kerze seufzte und sagte:
" Ich heiße Frieden,sie wollen mich nicht."
Ihr Licht wurde immer kleiner und verlosch schließlich.

Die zweite Kerze flackerte und sagte:
"Ich heiße Glauben. Aber ich bin überflüssig. Die Menschen
wollen von Gott nichts mehr wissen.
Es hat keinen Sinn mehr,daß ich brenne."
Ein Luftzug wehte durch den Raum und die zweite Kerze war aus.

Leise und traurig meldete nun die dritte Kerze sich zu Wort:
"Ich heiße Liebe.Ich habe keine Kraft mehr zu brennen.
Die Menschen stellen mich an die Seite.
Sie sehen nur sich selbst und nicht die Anderen,die sie lieb haben sollten."
Und mit einem letzen Aufflackern war auch diese Licht ausgelöscht.

Da kam ein Kind ins Zimmer.
Es schaute die Kerzen an und sagte:
"Aber,aber ihr sollt doch brennen und nicht aus sein!" und fast weinte es.
Da meldete sich auch die vierte Kerze zu Wort und sprach:
"Hab keine Angst mein Kind.Ich heiße Hoffnung!"
Da nahm das Kind das Licht von dieser Kerze und zündete die anderen
Kerzen wieder an.


Ich wünsche allen eine ruhige, beschauliche und friedliche Adventzeit.

lg. 


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[EX-User]

hallo onedaydie

genau das bedeutet advent  für mich, die hoffnung nicht verlieren und mit zuversicht in die zukunft schauen.
und das in einer so schönen geschichte verpackt.hast du super ausgesucht
 
wünsche allen ein besinnliches "ersteadventskerzeanzünden"

lg  tiebel

[EX-User]

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[Maja]

@onedaydie,

schöner Text!


@nike,

schöner Adventskranz!


@all,

ich wünsche Euch allen eine schöne Vorweihnachtszeit!


Maja

[Hanna]

Oh je - erst, als ich diese Adventskombi hier sah, fiel mir ein, dass jetzt doch die Zeit der vier Kerzen ist. Habe das über einigem Alltagsfrust glatt vergessen. Entschuldigungsgrund 2: Baby soll nicht in Kerzennähe kommen. Ansonsten habe ich aber schon ein bisschen dekoriert, werde auch einen Baum kaufen. Weihnachten fand ich immer schön, aber jetzt mit Kindchen wird es wohl immer noch schöner!

[EX-User]

He had a broad face and a round little belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly,
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself"


On the night before Christmas, all across the world, millions of children will be tucked in their beds while "visions of sugarplums dance in their heads." When they awake they will check their stockings to see if Santa Claus has come.

Santa Claus has become the most beloved of Christmas symbols and traditions. The image of the jolly old elf flying in a sleigh pulled by reindeers and leaving toys and gifts for every child is know worldwide

The history of Santa Claus begins with a man called Saint Nicholas, the Bishop of Myra in Asia Minor, in what is now Turkey. Saint Nicholas was know for his charity and wisdom. Legends tell of him coming from a wealthy family and giving all his money to the poor. He also was said to posses magical powers. He died in 340 AD and was buried in Myra.

Late in the 11th century religious soldiers from Italy took the remains of the saint back with them to Italy. They built a church in honor of him in the town of Bari, a port town in southern Italy. Soon Christian pilgrims from all over the world came to visit the church of Saint Nicholas. These pilgrims took the legend of Saint Nicholas back to their native lands. As the legend of Saint Nicholas spread it would take on the characteristics of each country.

In Europe during the 12th century Saint Nicholas Day became a day of gift giving and charity. Germany, France, and Holland celebrated December 6th as a religious holiday and gave gifts to their children and the poor.

When the Dutch colonists traveled to America, they brought with them their Sinterklaas, an austere bishop who wore a red bishop's costume and rode on a white horse.

The American image of Sinterklaas would gradually evolve into that of a jolly old elf. He was first described as a plump and jolly old Dutchman by Washington Irving in his comic History of New York. In 1823 Sinterklaas/Saint Nicholas' metamorphosis continued with the publication of Clement Moore's poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas (Twas the night before Christmas...)In the 1860s cartoonist Thomas Nast drew pictures of a plump and kindly Santa Claus for the illustrated Harper's Weekly. This image of Santa Claus was becoming ingrained in the minds of the American people. As time went on this image of Santa Claus traveled across the globe, back to Europe, to South America, and elsewhere.

Many countries have kept their own customs and traditions of Saint Nicholas. In some cultures Saint Nicholas travels with an assistant to help him. In Holland, Sinterklaas sails in on a ship arriving on December 6th. He carries a big book which tells him how the Dutch children have behaved during the past year. Good children are rewarded with gifts and the bad ones are taken away by his assistant, Black Peter.

In Germany Saint Nicholas also travels with an assistant, known as Knecht Ruprecht, Krampus, or Pelzebock, and comes with a sack on his back and a rod in his hand. Good children receive a gift, but naughty children are punished by the assistant with a few hits of the rod.

In Italy La Befana is good witch who dresses all in black and brings gifts to children on the Epiphany, January 6th. In many Spanish countries; Spain, Puerto Rico, Mexico, and South America, the children wait for the Three Kings to bring their Christmas gifts.

In France Father Christmas or Pere Noel bring gifts for the children. Switzerland has the Christkindl or Christ Child who bears gifts. In some towns children await the Holy Child and in others Christkindl is a girl-angel who comes down from heaven bearing gifts.

The Scandinavian countries celebrate with an elf, called the julenisse or the juletomte who bears gifts. And in England Father Christmas, an more austere and thinner version of Santa Claus, brings gifts.

In North American it is the round and plump "Ho Ho Ho'ing" Santa Claus who flies in a sleigh pulled by eight reindeers delivering toys to the children of the world.

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[EX-User]

 

No Christmas for my children...

No Christmas for my children,
No husband for my bed,
No money for tomorrow,
No place to lay my head,
No tree with mounds of presents,
No ornaments or lights,
No smiles on Christmas morning,
No feast on Christmas night,

No toys to ease the boredom
Of hours before closed doors,
No family celebrations,
No trips to crowded stores,

No fireplace, no Santa,
No games aglow with friends,
No fire but feeble fury
As Christmas slowly ends.

For me I have no pity,
My sorrow stronger proves,
Because for my sweet children
I've nothing but my love....

[EX-User]

weg

[onedaydie]

 @ Jeanne,

schönes Gedicht!

Zitat:

Because for my sweet children
I've nothing but my love.

Zitatende

Treffend, sinngemäß ......

lg.

[EX-User]

hab heut ein lied gehört ,text:

ging es nach mir sollten wir viel öfter in den himmel schaun,
denn es fehlt uns oft an gelassenheit und vertrauen.
ein einziger freundlicher blick macht manchmal alles gut
ein guter  freund , neuen mut

denkst du denn da genauso , in etwa so wie ich,
geht s dir  denn da genauso , wie gehts dir eigentlich?

den rest weiß ich leider nimma.

ist zwar nicht direkt was adventliches, aber es passt find ich trotzdem.

wer kennt das lied und vorallem die band dazu??

lg  tiebel