Mary and Jo the end of the beginning.

Today is the 5th January the Epithany, the day the three kings (magi.com ) visit the the new baby the saviour. The end of my Christmas Story but the beginning of another.

Okay Driver, we can walk from here, we have plenty of time. Looking really smart in their rich and kingly robes they stepped out of their limmo  the last of the journey their greeting to express.

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The gifts they bare are unusual, not ones seen every day. They had researched them well to help this new king on his way.

Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh  are the gifts they proffer. These unlikely gifts are special and each have something to offer.

They left the dunes and followed the star’s light towards the hotel lit up in the night. When they arrived   everyone in reception turned to look at them, the young lady on the desk asked if she could help, yes they said “is this the Hotel Delph.”

We have come to see the baby, we have come baring gifts.  A familiar young man ( Gabe) smiled and beckoned them towards the lifts. “He is waiting for you back here in David’s room,” he said as  he led them through the doors marked staff and into the gloom.

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They followed him up a passage feeling somewhat overdressed, all the staff they passed bowed and seemed very much impressed. As they reached David’s door Gabriel disappeared, “Why does he keep doing that ” asked Balthazar “Am I the only one who think it is weird?”

As they entered the room all of their worries flew away before them was the most amazing sight they had ever seen in all of their living days.

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Angels, shepherds, sheep and all. Children,hotel staff animals large and small. They could hardly believe it true, all wondrous things here, heaven sent, and in every hue.

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The babe was such a glorious sight, he was holy, holy and  he was surrounded by light and love and joy he was such a beautiful boy. This was the boy, the son of God he was going to save the world and by kindness, no use of the rod.

They drew forth their special gifts , gold for a King , Frankincense a perfume bitter but royal and Myrrh to use a soothing balm for the body royal.

Happy staff

The Hotel staff where so happy and  jubilant Irena and Annya  so proud they had helped. They loved this couple who’s short stay had touched their lives .

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The gents from Magi.com were blown away with this place and so happy they had come all this way. To share a part of this birth to witness the miracle of the blessed babe and see his worth.

Now if everything you have read here is true, is a choice that I will leave up to you. But Angels and shepherds and the neighbours, pets and live stock too with wise men and gifts and happy staff and children in a 5star hotel with everyone happy as if all under a magic spell.

Well lets leave the parents and baby to sleep the staff, shepherds and wise men a watch over them to keep. They have to be up early tomorrow it is true. They need to make ready for a long journey out of this land. They have to escape Herod   and his evil band, of  killers of infants under a year. Yes that is why the Angels and the wise men had bid them flee from here. But for now we will let the three of them sleep for with fate and pain they have many an appointment to keep.

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Song Lyric Sunday. ShaLaLaLaLe.

This our Song Lyric Sunday prompt is the La, ( the musical note or word that denotes that la la la sound). I have chosen ShaLaLaLaLe by The Small Faces.

Thank you again Jim Adams our gallant host.

The Small Faces were an English rock band from London, founded in 1965. The group originally consisted of Steve MarriottRonnie LaneKenney Jones, and Jimmy Winston, with Ian McLagan replacing Winston as the band’s keyboardist in 1966. The band was one of the most acclaimed and influential mod groups of the 1960s,[2][3] recording hit songs such as “Itchycoo Park“, “Lazy Sunday“, “All or Nothing“, and “Tin Soldier“, as well as their concept albumOgdens’ Nut Gone Flake. They later evolved into one of the UK’s most successful psychedelic bands until 1969. More information here

“Sha-La-La-La-Lee” was the third song by English R&B-influenced group Small Faces, released on 28 January 1966, reaching number three in the UK Singles Chart.[1] It was also the first single by the group to feature Ian McLagan on keyboards.

The Small faces were one of the group’s I saw regularly when I used to visit Top of the Pops at Limegrove Studios London, as a teenager.

Happy Sunday everyone, I hope you enjoy this 💜

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 5th, 2020

It’s the 5th day of Just Jot it January 2020! Linda here with our prompt, which was generously supplied by Faye, of Faye’s Mystical Musings.  “Your prompt for JusJoJan January 5th, 2020, is “intention.” Use the word “intention” any way you’d like. Enjoy!

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“The road to hell is paved with good intentions” One of my wise mother’s many sayings. It means many things done done for good reasons do only harm. Thinking on these lines I have written an Acrostic Etheree thinking of Mum’s words.

If

No one

Thinks or cares

Each of us pay

Never knowing what

The consequences are

It could blow our world apart

Or it could simply break a heart

Nothing good came from bad intentions

So beware your actions may betray you.

#jusjojan.

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