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A Christmas Tree

All but one of the bulls is gone today, it has been trimmed down as Taurus under the mountain where the vernal equinox was in 3000 BC. Ancient Egyptians called Taurus "The Bull of My Mother," for the fruits of life sprang forth from the perception of the bulls. But it would appear that the whole story of Santa Claus takes place in the Tree of Life. The message is quite clear. Yes Virginia, Santa Claus is coming tonight! He is making a list, and checking it twice. He's going to find out whose been naughty or nice, and skeptical or loyal.

Within the legend of Santa Claus is the whole of human history, nay, even the whole of creation. He is not a god in the skeptical modern sense, but it is clear that what ever belongs to God, Santa Claus has access to. That is how he travels all around the world in a single day. He delivers the gifts of life under the World Tree, to every creature on celestial Earth, even you and me. His return to the North Pole is on the gossamer wings of the eagle, Aquila. By his example, he tells us all to be generous with the gift of life, even if we fall down a chimney or drift down a river, for the bottom is no worse than the top, just different and harder to understand when we are upside down. At the end of the river is the fertile bottom land where the whole cosmos is renewed. If you ever feel skeptical again, just remember Humpty Dumpty and Santa Claus. These two celestial elves can retrieve you from any bottomless pit you find yourself in. Your life is one of those ornaments on that cosmic tree, cherish it, and it will reward you eternally. If it ever breaks, create another one.

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A Once and Future King


On Gossamer Wings

Ever since Ancient Babylon we have had the story of a king who came down to Earth and returned on the wings of an eagle. So take these words from Isaiah 40:27-31 in discussing the skepticism of the Israelites, and use them to mount up to the heavens. Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel, my way is hid from the LORD, and my judgment is passed over from my God? Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? There is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

So Princess, it is clear that Santa Claus does exist, and his legend has no end. Even when the stars have moved away in that eternal tumble of the heavens, the truth about Santa Claus will be known. You are young, with a full life before you. Take that gift and return it with great abundance. A hundred years ago, Virginia O'Hanlon cried in wonder  Dear Editor : I am 8 years old. Some of my friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says "If you see it in The Sun it's so." Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus? Virginia, your father was right. If you see it in the stars of heaven it must be so. The truth is, Yes Virginia, Santa Claus is Coming Tonight.

Listen again to the words of Francis P. Church from The New York Sun a hundred years ago. "Your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge." Now reflect on the wisdom of the ancients as they passed on their stories from the heavens in Psalm 19, verses 1 through 6: The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun, which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race. His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

To help remember these cosmic works, scriptures have been written. Because we read the barren scripture without an eye to the heavens we become skeptical. But if we keep looking up, all the words and myths which have come and gone become clear as crystal. Isaiah 64:8 tells of our cosmic substance; But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. Jeremiah 18:1-3 provides a prescription for an ailing soul; The word which came to Jeremiah from the LORD, saying, arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause thee to hear my words. Then I went down to the potter's house, and, behold, he wrought a work on the wheels. The Great Potter's wheel is where we were all fabricated. Out of the dust of stars, so ancient that we cannot fathom their begining, we have come. If you should ever wrestle with the Leviathan of skepticism, again, follow Zechariah's example in Chapter 11:13; And the LORD said unto me, cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prised at of them. And I took the thirty pieces of silver, and cast them to the potter in the house of the LORD. When the trials and tribulations of life come upon you, just keep looking up, because thats the way you are going, even when the bottom is approaching. When you pass through those bottomless pits you will know that you are at the "Moment of the First Occassion" of the rest of your life.

As Diana, Princess of Wales, traversed the fields and fountains, moors and mountains, of her short life, the bottoms seemed so inconceivably harsh, because the mountains she had crossed were just as inconceivably spectacular. That one life was lived so that all could know, by her example, the possibilities life has to offer, even though only a chosen few ever experience the fullness of the ups and downs on that roller coaster called the Grand Gallery of life. Most of us are pleased to accept the twenty third psalm and remain in more sedentary lives, while being grateful for the opportunities received, or simply perceived. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

The twenty-third psalm, more than any other statement in the scriptures, describes that place where Jeremiah watched as the Lord wrought a work on the wheels. The doubting mind needs only to look back from beyond that place which has been called the Potter's Field for as long as can be remembered. It is a place which can only be purchased by the giving of your heart, just like Princess Diana. When you come to see this place as a gift, you will know the folly of skepticism. Francis P. Church comprehended all the questions of the skeptics, with his spirit of the words of John 5, verse 11; He answered them, He that made me whole, the same said unto me, take up thy bed, and walk. But there is a verse that should be recalled every time you begin to doubt, and lose that precious sight of the Grand Gallery of life. It is a verse spoken by a blind man who had been placed into the Grand Gallery with the capacity to perceive, after living his whole life with out being able to see. When the skeptics and doubters asked how he gained the abilty to see and understand what he saw when he had been blind from birth, he spoke the words in John 9:11, "He answered and said, A man that is called Jesus made clay, and anointed mine eyes, and said unto me, Go to the pool of Siloam, and wash: and I went and washed, and I received sight."

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Here comes Santa Claus

In comparison to all the galaxies that have been created, our Potter's Field is just a speck of star dust. But in comparison to the barren dreams and arrogant lives of skeptics and doubters, now, sweet Princess, you are more powerful than all these tormentors. You have something they long for. A place you can believe in for as long as there is a place to be. Keep looking up sweet princess, you have a place amongst the stars. When you can see the really truly big picture, you will also say, with great joy and pride,

Yes Virginia, Santa Claus is coming tonight.

Continue with Appendix A:
Correspondence of Christmas 1997, and the New Cosmic Cycle

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