Dialogue Poll Results for 2006

I can not believe the end of the year is finally here. In some ways it has just raced by. In other ways it has seemed to crawl. Here is a list of the results of the Dialogue Poll voting. Enjoy!

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What is your favorite Thanksgiving Day dish?

Turkey 9%
Mashed Potatoes & Gravy 13%
Green Beans & Other Veggies 9%
Pies 13%
Dressing 57%

23 Members Voted in this poll

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Which monkey excuse would you be forced to use most of the time?

Sorry Sir, it was my monkey. 6%

Sorry Honey, it's my monkey's fault. 13%

Oops, there goes my monkey again! 6%

Well, what can I say- monkey problems. 63%

I took a monkey moment- my bad. 13%

26 Members Voted in this poll

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In an argument between Joseph and Julie, who do you think would win?

Joseph (data unavaliable)

Julie (data unavaliable)

41 Julie fans Voted in this poll

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What type of candy cane hangs on your tree?

Classic Peppermint 8%

Berry Canes 20%

LifeSavers 16%

Mint 0%

I hate candy canes- so non hang on my tree 48%

I found this reallly cool new type of can in a bargin 8%

bucket, it is called...

25 Members Voted in this poll

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Christmas Cards- should be mailed, or passed out?

Chirstmas Cards should only be mailed. 59%

Postage is way too much- they should be passed out. 12%

I don't do the Christmas Card thing. 29%

17 Members Voted in this poll

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Who is your favorite Reindeer?

Dasher 18%

Dancer 12%

Comet 12%

Cupid 29%

Donner 18%

Blitzen 12%

Prancer 0%

Vixen 0%

17 Members Voted in this poll

(1 Member grumbled about not being able to vote for Rudolph)

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Who is Rudolph's (the red-nosed reindeer) Father?

Dasher 20%

Comet 23%

Donner 50%

Blitzen 7%

31 Members Voted in this poll

(Correct Response: Donner)

Merry Christmas

Bon Natale

Vrolijke Kerstmis

Joyeux Noel

Feliz Navidad

Frohliches Weihnachten

Natal feliz

Lystig Jul

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Have a blessed New Year!

Saluatations are in English; Italian; Dutch; French; Spanish;

German; Portuguese; & Norwegian

Christmas Trivia

During the holidays you might need a little help with your entertaining... and since I am NOT going to be baking any of you bread for the holidays... sorry... I have provided something else instead. Enjoy the Quiz... O, and before I forget... for all of you who were very disappointed about Rudolph missing from the Dialogue Poll- I have included a bit of Rudolph trivia in the new poll. Do you know the answer?

How many Christmas Songs Can You Identify?

The apartment of 2 psychiatrists

The lad is a diminutive percussionist

Decorate the entry-ways

Sir Lancelot with laryngitis

A B C D E F G H I J K M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Present me naughty but dual incisors for this festive Yuletide

The smog-less bewitching hour arrived

Exuberation to this entire terrestrial orb

288 Yuletide hours

Do you perceive the same longitudinal pressure which stimulates my auditory sense organs

The red-suited pa is due in this burg

Stepping on the pad cover

A parent was observed osculating a red coated unshaven teamster

Far back in a hay bin

Leave and do an elevated broadcast

That exiguous hamlet south of the holy city

Behold! I envisioned a trio of nautical vessels

Listen, the winged heavenly messengers are proclaiming tunefully

Hollow metallic vessels which vibrate and bring forth a ringing sound when struck

As the guardians of little woolly animals protected their charges in the shadows of the earth

Homemade Bread

A few years ago my Aunt bought me a bread maker for Christmas. There is nothing like the smell of fresh baked bread. It even has a sinful little timer that you can set so that the bread will start mixing and kneading several hours before you wake up. This is so you can be coxed out of bed with a mouth-watering smell of freshness. Absolute evil!

There is a difference in bread makers and store bought bread. The bread you buy in the store is light, soft, and usually has little taste. Bread makers usually end up making bread that is thick, hearty, and full of different flavors. Sometimes they don’t turn out just perfect; (for whatever reason I really have not figured out) nevertheless, you still slap some butter on it and eat it anyway (as if you were the one who slaved for it).

This past Sunday night was an experience similar to waking up to homemade bread. To anyone who was not in service at Life Tabernacle, you missed something to feast from. Sis. Nona Freeman, with inspiration in the Holy Ghost, gifted to Life Tabernacle a steaming hot, hearty, freshly baked, mouth-watering loaf of bread. Sunday morning was a great service; however, Sunday evening was the reason she came. This anointed and powerful lady of God challenged our church to move into the ‘Power Dimension.’ And it was powerful.

The Word that she delivered from God had been a message several years in the making. As she read each verse of scripture she discussed where and when God had revealed to her the steps for getting into the Power Dimension. Once she announced the last step, she became very weak, and could hardly stand at the pulpit. Our pastor, nurses in our congregation, and others came to the platform to help out. For a mere moment no one in the congregation knew what to do. Then it happened. Life Tabernacle unsheathed her sword.

Not one person in the church failed to fight for Sis. Freeman and the remainder of our service. The whole congregation was unified in spiritual warfare. Sis. Freeman herself said she was being attacked by the enemy to prevent the next part of the service from taking place. What a miserable failure his attack turned out to be. Within moments Sis. Freeman’s strength began to return. Our ninety-something year old evangelist laid her hand on almost every head in our church. Old people, young people, sick people, well people, anyone whose faith was strong enough to come was strengthened beyond measure.

Sunday evening was a feast. Not a feast of high fashion, but a feast that was right down where one lived. A feast that was hearty and filling. A feast that lingers with you days after it’s over. The bread we ate Sunday night was the type of bread that had to be torn with your hands- pulled apart and eaten in large bites with lots of chewing. It was bread that had been made with time- a life time in fact. Bread that had been prepared by hand.

christmasParty Animal

I love Christmas parties. There is nothing like them. Yesterday I attended my work Christmas party. There was food, games, food, gifts, and food. I work with great people; however, not all of them call themselves ‘Christians’. It seems though, no matter what someone’s relationship with Christ- Christmas is a magical time that tends to bring out the best in everyone.

I know a lot of people who will avoid attending Christmas parties with people who are not baptized in Jesus’ name, filled with the Holy Ghost, or believe in living a holy life unto God. I can understand why they would not, but if there should ever be a season that belongs to blood bought people of the Name it is Christmas.

The first year I went to a work Christmas party there was a lot of wine and alcohol. I walked in the door with my covered dish, a gift for the person whose house we were at, and a group game. The idea of playing a game was something totally foreign to them. We came together, ate, did an ornament exchange, about half the people- the ones who do not drink- left and the holiday drinking started. That was it.

Four years later it was a completely different party. We ate food, did our ornament exchange, played a game and had lots of fun and laughs until about 10:00 PM. (Which for the people I work with, is late) Was there wine? Of course there were people who brought wine and drank, but there were plenty of people who did not. In fact, there were only two bottles of wine as apposed to several things of coke, lemonade, wassail, etc.

Would I possibly be so bold as to say that all of this came about because of me? I would, actually. I never turn down an opportunity to go to someone’s house with the people I work with. They see me everyday in a working environment. They know I have fun at work, in fact, someone said about me recently, “He is always smiling.”- Of course that is not true. I am not always smiling… but apparently I smile enough to be told I do. They should know that I know how to have fun outside of work as well. Especially when it comes to a Christmas party!

At one point, we were in the middle of a game of Cranium with about twenty people in four groups of five- the rest were watching on wishing they had the nerve to join in. One group had just gotten a question correct and all of these thirty-to-forty-something adults are literally jumping up and down, screaming with excitement. It was a fun evening- the way a Christmas party should be.

People of the Name make a difference in every setting- especially at Christmas. If work Christmas parties are not what they should be, or they way you might not like, don’t just skip them. Go with smiles, games, food, and laughs. Show them how to have fun and stay in your right mind. You are probably the closest thing to a live Jesus showing up at there house at Christmas time. When you think of it that way, it almost makes it impossible not to go.

A Very Merry Return

After several years of the term ‘Christmas’ being under increasing attack on behalf of the meager two percent minority of Americans who are not Christians; Wal-Mart, Macy’s Corp., and Khols Inc. have all announced in recent weeks that starting this year they will all be returning to that novel, age-old greeting of ‘Merry Christmas’. That’s right; in a nation that is majority Christian, we can hear the words ‘Merry Christmas’ along with ‘Christ’mas music in our stores. Who would have ever thought?

In this great country of America, whoever said that everyone had to be happy and un-offended? In fact, if I am not mistaken, someone is almost always offended by something or someone. In a country that is ruled by a majority, there will always be a minority with a different opinion. The important thing to remember is that there will always be a minority… and that alone means that there will always be a group of people who do not agree or think the same as the larger whole of society. What is perplexing, is when in American society it became chic for the minority to rule the majority? Whenever it happened, however it happened, a small victory has been won this holiday… I mean ‘Christmas’ season. So… on behalf of the VAST majority of Americans:

Merry Christmas to you!

For those of you who are in North Texas we also had a very merry return of snow! Here is a picture of my house blanketed in snow on December 1. So cool… literally.