"Visions of Sugar Plums": will have a new meaning for this year.

*Singing: "Said the shepherd boi to the mighty King"* For those who know best, brace yourself for impact if you are not viewing this on an RSS feed!

As we enter the Octave of the Incarnation this evening, our families gather round a table with hot cocoa,a holiday bush with balls and string, and open gifts while wondering what time Midnight Mass starts (usually 11:15p.m.). We contemplate the meaning of shepherds and kings and wise men from the east as we remember a new born babe 2014 years ago whose birth, and death thirty three years later, in a feeding trough on the wrong side of the tracks in a town never known for royalty and class, changed history forever. In true F6 fashion I offer you a presentation by Actor and Folk Singer Jay Brannan called "Unstable Boy":
As we all settle in together, with a collective sigh of relief, may we also extend our prayers for peace. Peace in our homes, the world and especially on this Christmas, peace with those we have forgotten to love or forgive. As always F6 extends prayer and support to our young men and women whom are members of all five branches of the Armed Services, may they come home to us soon, especially my brothers and my kids.

On this Christmas, I hope to impart you not with my own words; but the words of a dear friend whose commentary on the status of living in Fort Wayne is not just refreshing to say the least but a needed reminder this season. Mark Stevens is a former colleague of mine, and wise friend. He lives in Fort Wayne with Topher his partner of nine years and Dave his best friend from the college years and a small den of fur balls. Mark writes an occasional entry on Welcome To My World! and it is this recent entry, "Dont I Know You?", which I would like to refer for your reflection this holiday season.

Lastly I offer you a Christmas prayer in true F6 graphic style:
Whether you have been naughty or nice, make sure you rock around the Christmas tree and snuggle down for a long winter's night in hopes that the old elf wouldn't appear with his tiny reindeer. May you find under your tree the presents you desired this year and not forget to offer yourself as a gift to everyone that you hold dear in the next year.

Blessings Along The Journey,

Fr. Fozy Bear
MRev. Kenneth White, Jnr.

most Photos were ganked with gratitude from: Flip Flops Boy