Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Saturday, December 20, 2025

The Day After Christmas

The day after Christmas feels a little tender to me.

The candles that glowed so beautifully have burned to sad little stubs. The plate that showcased frosted cookie delights now holds scattered crumbs. Leftovers crowd the fridge. Trash bags hold wrapping paper waiting for pick up. Carols still echo in our hearts, but quiet mantles the house. It's hard to know what comes next.

If you’ve never heard of the Feast of Stephen on the day after Christmas, you are not alone. It commemorates the Stephen who appears in the book of Acts as one of the first deacons of the early Church. The apostles appointed Stephen and six others to oversee the daily distribution of food, making sure widows weren’t overlooked--an important duty.

Stephen’s ministry begins in this humble way. Only later does he step forward as a bold witness to Christ, speaking with such clarity and conviction that it costs him his life. Stephen becomes the first Christian martyr, stoned outside the city walls while praying for those in the act of taking his life.

St. Stephen from The Demidoff Altarpiece
1476 painting by Carlo Crivelli;
the rocks illustrate his manner of death
(Public Domain Image)

Christmas is such a joyous occasion. Why remember a Christian martyr who was stoned to death the very next day? 

Because the Church has always believed that Jesus's birth isn’t just something to celebrate, but a gift that deserves a response. Stephen's example shows us how to answer that kind of love by helping those in need.

From the earliest centuries, Christians linked the Feast of Stephen with charity, and especially feeding the poor. By the Middle Ages in Europe, this concept was emedded into everyday life. Communities marked December 26 as a day for almsgiving. Masters gave their servants gifts or time off, and neighbors remembered those living in scarcity, especially during the coldest weeks of the year.

Good King Wenceslas
from an 1879 hymn book
(Public Domain Image)

These traditions echo within American culture today. The beloved carol Good King Wenceslas takes place on the Feast of Stephen, when the king sees a poor man gathering wood in the snow and insists on bringing him food. That story didn’t only inspire sympathy—it taught listeners that the day after Christmas was for noticing and helping the poor.

Donating to a food bank on December 26 continues this ancient Christian rhythm. It lets us participate in the same kind of mercy that defined Stephen’s life and shaped the feast day named in his honor.

Remembering the poor doesn’t have to be extravagant, and it might not be food at all. Maybe it's the cost of a book or simply taking time to make a phone call, write a letter, or say a prayer.

Observing the Feast of Stephen doesn't just bring depth to Christmas—it invites us to truly live it.

About the Author

Hi, I'm Janalyn, an avid reader and serial daydreamer. 
I fell in love with literature at an early age when my father read chapters from classics as bedtime stories. When I grew older, I put herself to sleep with tales "written" in my head. Today I'm a storyteller writing in several genres. Romance, mystery, adventure, history, and whimsy appear in all my novels. If that sounds good to you, let's keep in touch.

Learn more about me and the books I write at the Janalyn Voigt website.

Montana Gold


The Montana Gold series explores the lives and loves of a family of Irish immigrants learning to survive in the Wild West. Learn more about the series here → http://janalynvoigt.com/bookstore

Friday, December 19, 2025

The History of the Advent Wreath


By Susan G Mathis


Advent invites us to slow down—a countercultural act in a season obsessed with hurry and consumption. It teaches holy waiting—not passive delay, but an active posture of faith. Lighting each candle becomes a ritual of reflection, a chance to quiet the noise, read Scripture, and rekindle hope.

Since the 19th century, the Advent wreath has been a center of connection for many. Each week’s lighting can be accompanied by a short reading or prayer, drawing hearts together in anticipation and gratitude.

Evergreens symbolize everlasting life, even in the dead of winter. Candles bring light into darkness, representing Christ, the Light of the World.

Historically, the Advent wreath holds four candles—three purple and one pink—arranged in a circle, with an optional white “Christ candle” in the center. Each candle tells part of the Christmas story:

The First Candle – Hope (Prophet’s Candle) Lit on the first Sunday of Advent, it symbolizes the prophets’ anticipation of the Messiah and reminds us to place our hope in God’s promises.

The Second Candle – Peace (Bethlehem Candle) This candle represents peace and preparation, recalling Mary and Joseph’s journey to Bethlehem and the longing for a Savior.

The Third Candle – Joy (Shepherd’s Candle) The pink candle, lit on the third Sunday, celebrates the joy that breaks through waiting—because the Lord’s coming is near.

The Fourth Candle – Love (Angel’s Candle) The final candle represents God’s love revealed through the birth of Jesus and the message of peace proclaimed by the angels.

Lit on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day, the white candle stands for purity and the arrival of the Light of the World.

In a world of instant gratification, Advent reminds us that some of the best gifts are worth waiting for. It shifts our focus from shopping lists to soul care, from busy schedules to sacred stillness.

In my newest novel, Irish Rose Orphans’ Christmas, seven young women experience a Christmas that changes everything. As they experience Advent and prepare their hearts for a deeper calling, each young woman must face the truth of her past and the hope of her future.

How has an Advent Wreath touched your life? Leave your answer or comments on the post below and join me on the 19th for my next post.


ABOUT IRISH ROSE ORPHANS’ CHRISTMAS:

Seven young women experience their last Christmas together before stepping into lives of service. United by trials and an unbreakable bond, they’ve pledged to remain “forever sisters.” But as the season of parting approaches, buried wounds rise to the surface. When Sister Rose invites the girls to prepare their hearts during Advent for a deeper calling, each young woman must face the truth of her past and the hope of her future. This Christmas, seven orphans will discover that no matter where life leads them, love and faith will go with them.


ABOUT SUSAN:


Susan G Mathis is an international award-winning, multi-published author of stories set in the beautiful Thousand Islands in upstate NY. Susan has been published more than thirty times in full-length novels, novellas, and non-fiction books. She has sixteen in her fiction line. Susan is also a published author of two premarital books, stories in a dozen compilations, and hundreds of published articles. Susan lives in Northern Virginia and enjoys traveling the world. Visit www.SusanGMathis.com/fiction for more.

Wednesday, November 19, 2025

The History of the Advent


By Susan G Mathis


As the days grow shorter and winter’s chill settles in, a small circle of evergreens glows in churches and homes around the world. Its candles—some purple, one pink, and sometimes a single white—are lit week by week, marking a sacred countdown to Christmas. This is the Advent wreath, a beloved symbol of anticipation, reflection, and hope. But behind its quiet beauty lies a rich history that spans centuries and cultures, reminding us that even in the darkest seasons, light always returns.

Historically, Advent was more than a festive countdown; it was a season of repentance, reflection, and renewal. Much like Lent, early Christians used Advent as a time to fast, pray, and prepare their hearts. By the Middle Ages, the Church had formalized the four weeks of Advent, each emphasizing a different theme of preparation: hope, peace, joy, and love.

The Advent wreath as we know it today began in 19th-century Germany, credited to a Lutheran pastor named Johann Hinrich Wichern. He worked with poor children in Hamburg and wanted to teach them about the meaning of Christmas. To help them visualize the waiting period, he created a large wooden wheel adorned with candles—four for the Sundays of Advent and smaller ones for each weekday.

Over time, the idea spread through Protestant and Catholic traditions alike, evolving into the familiar wreath of evergreen branches and four candles—symbols rich with meaning.


The circle of the wreath represents God’s eternal nature—without beginning or end.

In my newest novel, Irish Rose Orphans’ Christmas, seven young women are about to experience a Christmas that will change everything. As they experience Advent and prepare their hearts for a deeper calling, each young woman must face the truth of her past and the hope of her future.

Do you use an Advent Wreath in your home or church? Leave your answer or comments on the post below and join me on the 19th for my next post.


ABOUT IRISH ROSE ORPHANS’ CHRISTMAS:

Seven young women experience their last Christmas together before stepping into lives of service. United by trials and an unbreakable bond, they’ve pledged to remain “forever sisters.” But as the season of parting approaches, buried wounds rise to the surface. When Sister Rose invites the girls to prepare their hearts during Advent for a deeper calling, each young woman must face the truth of her past and the hope of her future. This Christmas, seven orphans will discover that no matter where life leads them, love and faith will go with them.



ABOUT SUSAN:

Susan G Mathis is an international award-winning, multi-published author of stories set in the beautiful Thousand Islands in upstate NY. Susan has been published more than thirty times in full-length novels, novellas, and non-fiction books. She has sixteen in her fiction line. Susan is also a published author of two premarital books, stories in a dozen compilations, and hundreds of published articles. Susan lives in Northern Virginia and enjoys traveling the world. Visit www.SusanGMathis.com/fiction for more.



Wednesday, December 25, 2024

Who Was St. Nicholas?


 By Jennifer Uhlarik



MERRY CHRISTMAS! Thank you for carving out a few minutes from family, cooking, gifts, and whatever else your Christmas Day may hold to stop by and visit with us here at Heroes, Heroines, and History. I’m sure I speak for all of us when I say we wish you the best holiday possible!


 

A few days ago, my husband stumbled across an article that said that archaeologists and researchers have found what they hope to be the real sarcophagus of Saint Nicholas in Demre, Antalya, Turkey. This might be a surprising development to you (just as it was to me), since his bones are thought to be held in the Basilica of San Nicola in Bari, Italy—but they were originally buried in his hometown of Myra and later stolen by Italian sailors and moved to the Bari location. Supposedly, this find in Turkey is thought to be the original sarcophagus he was buried in before his bones were moved. Those connected to the find hope they will see his name written or engraved in the sarcophagus to prove that it was, in fact, his.

 

Anyway, all this got me thinking, and I realized that I’ve long known Saint Nicholas was the inspiration for our modern-day Santa Claus, but I don’t know much about the historical figure of St. Nicholas. So…in case you’re like me, I thought I’d share a few details on this Christmas day. 



Victorian image of Santa Claus,
(Found on: Graphics Fairy)

 

Accounts of Saint Nicholas’s life were not recorded for centuries after his death (thought to be on December 6, 343 A.D.), so most of what we know may be embellishments of the truth. Traditionally, Nicholas was said to have been born on March 15, 270 A.D., in what we know today as the Antalya Province of Turkey. His parents, Theophanes and Nonna, were devout Christians who yearned for a child. One source says they prayed and wept for thirty years before Nicholas was born to them. His parents raised him well and set the example of charitable giving to those in need.

 

His early life, in my findings, is mostly lost to history, although it is known that he had an uncle, also named Nicholas, who was an abbot for the local monastery. Young Nicholas looked up to his uncle and spent much time with him and the monastery monks as they did their daily chants and other religious tasks. It is thought that his parents died of some sort of plague, and upon their deaths (when Nicholas was a young teen), he went to live with his uncle. His parents had apparently left him a good inheritance.

 

Nicholas followed in his uncle’s footsteps by taking a pilgrimage to The Holy Land. He supposedly boarded a ship, and quickly, he had a dream of a storm befalling their ship. He told the sailors of his dream, but they dismissed his concerns. Almost immediately, a storm did arise, and as the sailors fought to keep the ship from ruin, Nicholas prayed for the tempest to be calmed. Miraculously, it did grow calm, but not before one sailor fell to the deck from a mast and died. Again, taking to prayer, Nicholas stormed heaven until the sailor was raised from the dead. They made it to their destination, Nicholas walked the Holy Land, and visited many sites where Christ had been in the gospel accounts, including Golgotha—where Jesus was crucified.

Portrait of Bishop Nicholas,
painted by Jaroslav Čermák

 

Upon his return home, Nicholas became the bishop of Myra, supposedly in a rather miraculous way. The old bishop had died, and the others were seeking God for who should replace him. God spoke to one man and said that the first young man to enter the door for the sunrise service the following morning was the one to replace the deceased bishop. The word of God was even so specific as to include the name of the young man. As it turns out, it was Nicholas. The following day, Nicholas, son of Theophanes and Nonna was the first to arrive and was promptly told that he was to become the next bishop. He insisted he was not worthy of such a position, but the men of God at Myra would hear none of it, and Nicholas became the bishop at a young age.

 

He is best known as the patron saint of children and sailors, but he also was known for secret gift-giving and for miracles that came from his intercession, so much so that he became known as Nicholas the Wonderworker. So what sorts of secret gift-giving or miracles was he known for? Again, these stories may very well be embellishments of true happenings, but they make great stories, even if they aren’t completely accurate.

 

In one instance, Nicholas learned of a man with three daughters. The man had once been rich but had fallen on hard times. So hard, in fact, that he would not be able to pay the dowries expected for his daughter to marry well, leaving the three young women uncertain lives of prostitution or other slavery. Nicholas took some of his own inheritance and threw it into the window of the impoverished family’s home. As chance would have it, the money landed in a damp sock that had been left near the fire to dry. Come morning, the father found enough money to marry off his oldest daughter. Not long after, Nicholas returned to the house and again pitched a sizeable bag of money into the window, affording the middle daughter a dowry and assuring her a good marriage. By this time, the father was determined to know who this secret supporter was and waited days until a third bag of money was tossed through the home’s open window. The father rushed out to find Nicholas and thank him, though Nicholas asked the man to keep the secret of his unexpected provision. (Of course, with the first money landing in the sock put near the fire, it is thought this was the basis for our Christmas tradition of leaving gifts inside of stockings hung near the fire).



St. Nicholas at Greek Orthodox
Church (Photo by Petr Kratochvil)

A second incident tells of a time of famine, when Nicholas was greatly concerned for the people of Myra. In one version of the story, Nicholas was praying for grain for his people, and he appeared to a ship captain’s dream, promising him three gold coins if he would bring his shipment of grain to Myra. When the man awoke, he found the three promised coins already in his hand, and went to provide what was requested in the dream. In another version of the same miracle, Nicholas went to a merchant, asking for grain from each of his ships—but the merchant refused because his grain was already weighed, and he would be held accountable for any shortfall. Nicholas assured him there would be no shortfall if he provided grain for the people of Myra. Finally, Nicholas prevailed. The merchant sold him the grain—a hundred bushels from each ship—and went on to report to the buyer. Upon weighing the shipments, there was no shortfall whatsoever, and the grain sold to Nicholas for Myra lasted the full length of the famine, as well as provided enough to plant a good crop.

 

Nicholas’s life is marked by other such stories of justice, faith, and miraculous happenings, making him a beloved figure in the history of the world—and because of them, it is easy to see how he could have become the model, despite the over-commercialized version of our modern-day Santa Claus figure. No matter what, Nicholas was a man of God we can look up to for his love and giving nature.

 

I hope you enjoyed learning a few small facts about this historical man who became legend. And I hope you will have a blessed and merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year! 



Jennifer Uhlarik discovered the western genre as a pre-teen when she swiped the only “horse” book she found on her older brother’s bookshelf. A new love was born. Across the next ten years, she devoured Louis L’Amour westerns and fell in love with the genre. In college at the University of Tampa, she began penning her own story of the Old West. Armed with a B.A. in writing, she has finaled and won in numerous writing competitions, and been on the ECPA best-seller list several times. In addition to writing, she has held jobs as a private business owner, a schoolteacher, a marketing director, and her favorite—a full-time homemaker. Jennifer is active in American Christian Fiction Writers, Women Writing the West, and is a lifetime member of the Florida Writers Association. She lives near Tampa, Florida, with her husband and fur children.

 

Available for Pre-Order (Coming April 1, 2025):

 

Love and Order by Jennifer Uhlarik


 

Separated as children when they were adopted out to different families from an orphan train, the Braddock siblings of Callie, Andie, and Rion have each grown up and taken on various jobs within law enforcement and criminal justice. When the hunt for a serial killer with a long history of murders reunites the brother and sisters in Cambria Springs, Colorado, they find themselves not only in a fight for justice, but also a fight to keep their newly reunited family intact. How will they navigate these challenges when further complicated by unexpected romances?



 

 


Friday, December 20, 2024

A Wild West Christmas: Celebrating the Season on the Frontier


The Wild West is often romanticized in tales of cowboys, outlaws, and dusty towns, but during the Christmas season, it became a time of warmth, community, and celebration. Picture a small frontier town in the late 1800s, where the air is crisp and filled with the scent of pine and smoke from wood-burning stoves. Let’s take a closer look at how Christmas was celebrated in the Wild West, blending tradition with the rugged realities of frontier life.


Setting the Scene

As December rolled in, the townspeople would begin to feel the holiday spirit. Although many were far from the comforts of their Eastern counterparts, they made do with what they had, drawing on the strength of their communities. Towns like Dodge City, Tombstone, and Deadwood transformed into festive hubs, adorned with makeshift decorations crafted from whatever was available.

Decorating the Town

With no stores like we have today, the people of the Wild West had to get creative. Families would often head into the nearby woods to find a small tree or some evergreen branches. These would be trimmed and decorated with homemade ornaments. Corn husks, strings of popcorn, and bits of colored cloth became popular choices. In more prosperous homes, you might even find hand-painted wooden toys hanging on branches.

The community would come together to decorate the local church or meeting hall, where holiday festivities were often centered. Brightly colored paper chains made from old newspapers and ribbons would hang from the rafters, creating a festive atmosphere that lifted spirits during the long winter months.

Preparing for the Feast

Food was an essential part of any holiday celebration, and Christmas was no exception. While the menu varied depending on the resources available, many families aimed to prepare a hearty meal. Women spent days before the holiday baking pies, bread, and cookies. Gingerbread was a favorite, often shaped into stars or decorated with colorful icing.

Meats, when available, were often smoked or cured, and the community would come together to share whatever they had. A typical feast might include roasted turkey or ham, mashed potatoes, and seasonal vegetables. There was always a big pot of stew simmering, made from whatever game could be hunted or livestock raised.

The Importance of Community

In the spirit of togetherness, neighbors would often gather to help each other prepare. It was a time for camaraderie and connection. The holiday season offered a break from the hardships of frontier life, allowing families to come together to share meals, stories, and laughter.

Children, especially, looked forward to this time of year. They would help with preparations, their excitement palpable as they imagined the presents that might await them. Gifts were often handmade: a new pair of mittens, a carved wooden toy, or a jar of homemade preserves. These gifts, though simple, were treasured because they were made with love.

Christmas Eve Traditions

On Christmas Eve, townspeople would gather for church services, filling the pews with laughter and song. Caroling was common, and hymns would echo through the wooden structures, bringing a sense of peace and hope. The stories of the Nativity were shared, reminding everyone of the true meaning of the holiday.

After the service, families would return home to enjoy a modest supper and share stories by the fire. Children would hang stockings, often repurposed from old fabric, hoping to find small treats like candy or nuts in the morning.

In some families, particularly those with strong ties to Eastern traditions, there might be a ritual of reading "A Christmas Carol" or another classic holiday tale aloud, fostering a sense of nostalgia and warmth.

Christmas Day Celebrations

As the sun rose on Christmas Day, the excitement was palpable. Children would rush to their stockings, their eyes lighting up at the sight of small gifts and treats. It was a magical moment, filled with wonder and joy.

After the morning festivities, families would gather for their Christmas feast. The tables were set with whatever they had, adorned with simple but heartfelt decorations. They would take turns expressing gratitude, reflecting on the blessings of the past year, and sharing hopes for the future.

In many towns, a communal celebration would follow. Neighbors would come together for games, dances, and storytelling. The town hall or community center would be transformed into a festive space, with music filling the air as folks danced and celebrated together.

The Spirit of Giving

In the Wild West, the spirit of giving was alive and well. Many townsfolk would organize charitable efforts to help those less fortunate. Baskets filled with food, blankets, and other essentials were often delivered to families in need. It was a time for generosity, embodying the community’s resilience and unity.

Local churches played a crucial role in these efforts, reminding everyone of the importance of kindness and compassion. Many families would make it a point to help their neighbors, recognizing that a strong community could weather any storm.

Reflecting on the Wild West Christmas


The Christmas season in the Wild West was more than just a holiday; it was a celebration of community, faith, and resilience. Amidst the challenges of frontier life, people found ways to connect and uplift one another. The memories created during these festive times were cherished, passing from one generation to the next.

While the Wild West was known for its rugged individualism, it was also a time when the power of community shone brightly. The traditions and stories from these celebrations remind us of the warmth and joy that can be found even in the most challenging circumstances.

As we reflect on our own holiday traditions, it’s essential to remember the spirit of the Wild West: a celebration of love, hope, and unity, where every little gesture mattered. This Christmas, let’s embrace that spirit in our own lives, creating a tapestry of memories that honors both our past and our future.

So, as the snow falls gently outside, gather your loved ones, share stories, and celebrate the simple joys of the season. After all, it’s not about what we have, but about who we share it with that truly matters.

About Janalyn Voigt

Janalyn Voigt's unique blend of adventure, romance, suspense, and whimsy creates worlds of beauty and danger for readers in several genres. 

Western Historical Romance

The stunning epic western historical romance novel, Hills of Nevermore, kicks off Janalyn Voigt's Montana Gold series, which follows the lives and loves of a family of Irish immigrants surviving the Wild West through six novels.

Medieval Epic Fantasy

Beginning with DawnSinger, Janalyn Voigt's medieval epic fantasy series, Tales of Faeraven. carries readers into a land only imagined in dreams. 

Saturday, December 7, 2024

Christmas in Vietnam During the War ~ By Michelle Shocklee

 



I was a young girl in the 1960s and 70s when the war in Vietnam took place. My brother and sister-in-law were in the Army at the time, but thankfully neither had to go overseas. Yet even though my family wasn't personally impacted by having a soldier in harms way, many, many families were. 

In my new novel, ALL WE THOUGHT WE KNEW, the Taylor family is one of the families who would never be the same once the fighting came to an end. The book, an historical split-time story, is set on the Tennessee homefront during World War II and the Vietnam War. It begins just before Thanksgiving and ends on Christmas Day. While I worked on the novel, I came across dozens of photographs of soldiers, some during the holidays. At times I found myself in tears, thinking about how hard those days must have been for the soldier as well as their family. Holidays were particularly difficult for families who'd lost a soldier in the war. It was also hard on the soldier, far, far away from home, missing their loved ones. 

Today, I want to honor those brave men and women by sharing, in pictures with few words, what Christmas was like for them. 


Vietnam, December 25, 1967
US soldiers resting on Hill 875 against bombed forests after the fierce battle of Đắk Tô.
Over 1,600 soldiers were killed and 2,000+ were wounded in the battle.



Vietnam 1969
US soldiers erect a Christmas tree in a trench.



Vietnam,  December 25, 1967
Soldiers from the 9th Infantry Division, William Dowell and Ronald Hull,
observe a 24-hour Christmas truce. However, at the end of the period,
the US recorded 40 casualties and 78 injuries.


1967 Vietnam
Merry Christmas from the 22nd Infantry Regiment, nickname "Boonies" 


Vietnam, Christmas 1970
"Santa" with some wounded warriors.

There are still many brave men and women serving in our military today, some stationed overseas, far away from their loved ones. This holiday season, let's remember to keep them in our prayers. 

Your turn: If you feel led, please write a brief prayer for our military personnel in the comments. 

May you and yours have a very blessed Christmas!



Michelle Shocklee 
is the author of several historical novels, including   Appalachian Song, a 2024 Christy Award Finalist; Count the Nights by Stars, winner of the Christianity Today Book Award; and Under the Tulip Tree, a Christy Award and Selah Award finalist. Her work has been included in numerous Chicken Soup for the Soul books, magazines, and blogs. Married to her college sweetheart and the mother of two sons and mother-in-law to two beautiful daughters, she makes her home in Tennessee, not far from the historical sites she writes about. Visit her online  at www.MichelleShocklee.com




ALL WE THOUGHT WE KNEW

1942
Ava must put her life back together after her husband is killed at Pearl Harbor. A job at Camp Forrest provides income, but it also puts her in contact with Enemy Aliens interned on the military installation. Can she trust the German medical student whose friendship means more to her than it should?

1969
Mattie ran away from the pain when her brother was killed in Vietnam. Now she’s back in Tullahoma facing another devastating loss. Yet it is the bundle of WWII letters Mama insists she reads that makes her question everything she thought she knew about herself.


Monday, December 2, 2024

The Magic of Advent Calendars: A Timeless Christmas Tradition

Blogger: Amber Lemus

As the holiday season approaches, many of us are eagerly anticipating the joy and magic of Christmas. One beloved tradition that helps build excitement for the big day is the Advent calendar. But have you ever wondered where this charming custom came from?
Photo by Markus Spiske

The origins of Advent calendars date back to 19th-century Germany, where Christians would mark the days leading up to Christmas with chalk marks on their doors or walls. This tradition was known as the "Nikolauskalender" and was used to help children countdown to Christmas and prepare their hearts for the birth of Jesus.


The first commercial Advent calendars were produced in Germany in the early 20th century. These calendars typically had 24 small doors or windows, one for each day leading up to Christmas Eve. Behind each door, children would find a Bible verse, prayer, or hymn to reflect on as they prepared for Christmas.


A 1946 Advent Calendar By Marianne Schneegans -
Photo Credit: Nachlass von Marianne Schneegans


After World War II, Advent calendars became more widely available and their popularity spread throughout Europe and beyond. Companies like Gerhard Lang and Richard Sellmer began mass-producing Advent calendars, making them more accessible to the general public.

In the 1970s and 1980s, Advent calendars began to be produced in countries outside of Germany, such as the United States, Canada, and the UK. This led to a diversification of designs, themes, and contents. Calendars began to feature popular children's characters, such as Disney and Sesame Street, and included small toys, stickers, and other treats.


Today, Advent calendars are more popular than ever, with a wide range of designs, themes, and contents available. Many companies, from small independent publishers to large multinational corporations, produce Advent calendars. The rise of e-commerce and online shopping has also made it easier for consumers to access and purchase Advent calendars from around the world. From traditional paper calendars to wooden or fabric ones, and even digital versions, there's something for everyone. Many calendars also include small treats, toys, or activities behind each door, adding an extra layer of excitement to the countdown.


Advent Calendar at the City Hall in Stollberg, Saxon
Kora27, CC BY-SA 4.0
 


In recent years, there has been a trend towards more creative and interactive Advent calendars. Examples include calendars with pop-up scenes, calendars with puzzles or games to solve, and calendars with augmented reality (AR) features. There has also been a growth in the popularity of alternative Advent calendars, such as wine Advent calendars, chocolate Advent calendars, and even pet Advent calendars.

Whether you're a child or an adult, using an Advent calendar is a great way to slow down and savor the holiday season. It's a reminder to focus on the true meaning of Christmas and to cherish the time with loved ones.

Do you use an advent calendar?

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Two-time winner of the Christian Indie Award, Amber Lemus writes enthralling non-fiction for children and adults alike. She has a passion for travel, history, books and her Savior, so her writing is centered around faith, family and history.

She lives near the Ozarks in her "casita" with her prince charming. Between enjoying life as a new mom, and spinning stories out of soap bubbles, Amber loves to connect with readers and hang out on Goodreads with other bookish peoples.

Amber is a proud member of the American Christian Fiction Writers Association. Visit her online at www.AmberLemus.com/ and download a FREE story by subscribing to her Newsletter!

Thursday, December 21, 2023

The Christmas Night that Went Silent

 By Sherri Stewart


It happened on parts of the Western front on Christmas Eve in 1914 that the soldiers from Great Britain, Belgium, and France climbed out of their trenches and spent the day celebrating with their German enemies. Just a few months into a war that would eventually claim over 15 million lives, the enemies put down their rifles for a few hours and remembered the Prince of Peace.



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No one knows where it all began or who was responsible. Pope Benedict XV had called for a Christmas ceasefire. German Emperor William II may have contributed to the holiday atmosphere when he sent Christmas trees to the front in an effort to bolster morale. Nevertheless, more than half of the troops along the Western Front are believed to have participated in the temporary truce. Some suggest the truce began with the singing of a Christmas carol. It was a beautiful night—a dust of snow covering the area. Graham Williams of the Fifth London Rifle Brigade said, “First the Germans would sing one of their carols, and then we would sing one of ours, until when we started up ‘O Come, All Ye Faithful’ the Germans immediately joined in singing the same hymn to the Latin words ‘Adeste Fideles.’ And I thought, well, this is really a most extraordinary thing—two nations both singing the same carol in the middle of a war.” 



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The next morning, German soldiers came out of their trenches, calling out “Merry Christmas” in English. Some even held up signs reading “You no shoot, we no shoot.” At first the Allied troops were dubious. Was this just a ruse to get them out? But finally, the troops’ need to celebrate Christmas overtook their reticence, and they spent the day exchanging gifts of cigarettes, food, buttons, and hats with German troops. The detente also allowed both sides to bury their dead with honor. Others celebrated by playing soccer or even getting their hair cut.

 


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Yet not everybody was in favor of the Christmas truce of 1914. To some, cavorting with the enemy was in direct opposition to the troops’ superiors and to the countries they served. When Adolph Hitler, Corporal of the 16th Bavarians, heard about the Christmas truce, he replied, “Have you no German sense of honor?” The problem was one of proximity—that No Man’s Land spread just one-hundred feet in some places, which meant Allied soldiers could hear their enemies conversing and joking and could even smell their cooking. It must have been difficult to maintain aggression when one’s enemy had a voice and a face.

In the days following Christmas, fighting returned to the Western Front, although the truce lasted until after New Year’s Day in some areas. While the truce could not have succeeded without the endorsement of junior officers on both sides, British and German generals quickly took steps to prevent any further episodes of socializing with the enemy. Still, there weren’t any punishments linked to the events of the Christmas truce. Senior commanders likely recognized the disastrous effect that such a move would have on morale in the trenches. Attempts to revive the truce on Christmas Day 1915 were quashed, and there were no subsequent widespread cease-fires on the Western Front until the armistice of November 1918. 


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Over a century later, the Christmas truce has been remembered as a testament to the power of a Savior born into a world to bring peace where there is darkness. Children can read about the truce in Michael Foreman’s War Game, and the films, Joyeux Noel, and Oh, What a Lovely War! celebrate the event. In 2014, Prince William unveiled a memorial: The frame of a soccer ball with two hands clasped inside it. A few days later, the truce was commemorated with a soccer game between German and British Army teams. https://www.britannica.com/event/The-Christmas-Truce



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Selah Award finalist Sherri Stewart loves a clean novel, sprinkled with romance and a strong message that challenges her faith. She spends her working hours with books—either editing others’ manuscripts or writing her own. Her passions are traveling to the settings of her books and sampling the food. She traveled to Paris for this book, and she works daily on her French and German although she doesn’t need to since everyone speaks English. A widow, Sherri lives in Orlando with her lazy dog, Lily. She shares recipes, tidbits of the book’s locations, and other authors' books in her newsletter.
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What Hides behind the Walls

If the Nazis stole your house, wouldn’t you be justified in stealing it back now that the war is over?

When Tamar Feldman admits to her husband, Daniel, and mentor, Neelie Visser, that she broke into her former home, they scold her for taking such a risk. Tamar is tired of being careful. She’s tired of living in the present, as if the past doesn’t matter. But the painting of the violin girl in her former bedroom draws her back again and again. She finally steals the painting to return it to its former owner. Now maybe this small act of justice will help her start to heal. What Tamar doesn’t realize is the past isn’t finished with her yet; in fact, it’s as close as the walls in her house and even follows her to Paris.
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