#Religious Christmas Gifts
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noisycowboyglitter · 9 months ago
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Reflecting on Faith: The Importance of Saying Happy Birthday Jesus
"Happy Birthday Jesus" is a phrase that encapsulates the Christian perspective on Christmas, emphasizing the celebration of Jesus Christ's birth as the true meaning of the holiday. This concept reminds believers to focus on the religious significance of Christmas amidst the commercial and secular aspects of the season.
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The phrase is often used in various contexts within Christian communities. It appears on decorations, greeting cards, and church banners. Many families incorporate it into their holiday traditions, such as singing "Happy Birthday" to Jesus on Christmas morning or baking a birthday cake for Jesus as part of their Christmas dinner.
For children, the idea of Jesus' birthday can make the religious aspect of Christmas more relatable and exciting. Sunday schools and Christian education programs often use this concept to teach children about the nativity story and the importance of Jesus in their faith.
Some Christians use "Happy Birthday Jesus" as a gentle reminder or conversation starter about the religious meaning of Christmas when interacting with those who may focus more on Santa Claus or gift-giving. It serves as a simple yet powerful affirmation of their faith during a time when many feel the holiday has become overly commercialized.
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While the exact date of Jesus' birth is unknown and debated among scholars, the phrase "Happy Birthday Jesus" symbolizes the joy and reverence Christians feel in commemorating the birth of their savior, regardless of the precise historical date.
Cute Christmas season gifts are charming presents that capture the whimsical and heartwarming spirit of the holidays. These gifts often feature adorable designs, soft textures, and festive themes that appeal to both children and adults alike.
Popular options include plush toys adorned with holiday attire, such as teddy bears wearing Santa hats or reindeer with jingle bell collars. Miniature snow globes, featuring enchanting winter scenes, make delightful decorative items. Kawaii-style Christmas ornaments, with their big eyes and cheerful expressions, add a touch of cuteness to any tree.
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For practical gifts with a cute twist, consider holiday-themed socks, cozy pajamas with playful prints, or mugs featuring endearing winter animals. Stationery items like notebooks or pens decorated with festive characters can bring joy to everyday tasks.
Cute Christmas season gifts are perfect for Secret Santa exchanges, stocking stuffers, or as thoughtful presents for friends and family who appreciate a touch of whimsy in their holiday celebrations.
Secret Santa ideas for him should balance practicality, fun, and personal interests. Consider tech gadgets like wireless earbuds or portable chargers for the tech-savvy guy. For the outdoorsman, a multi-tool or insulated water bottle could be ideal. Grooming kits or luxurious skincare products work well for those who enjoy self-care.
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Book lovers might appreciate a bestseller or a quirky desk calendar. For foodies, gourmet snacks, hot sauce sets, or cocktail-making kits are great options. Sports fans could enjoy team merchandise or game-day accessories.
Humorous gifts like funny t-shirts or desk toys can be crowd-pleasers. Don't forget practical items like high-quality socks or a stylish wallet. Ultimately, the best Secret Santa gift reflects thoughtfulness and consideration of the recipient's interests.
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pichiicake · 4 months ago
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grunklebongrip · 2 months ago
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Every time someone uwu-ifies Fiddleford, I find a new way for him to cheat on his wife
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aroaceleovaldez · 2 years ago
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new TSATS prediction based entirely off the interview from the UK Rick Riordan newsletter
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#pjo#nico di angelo#riordanverse#tsats#the sun and the star#this isnt spoilers this is just a silly#i do find it funny whenever people say Nico is Catholic though cause we dont have any actual indication of that other than he's From Italy#he doesnt have catholic guilt he has internalized homophobia. those are different things#listen his mom was a clear-sighted mortal who had TWO children with the god of the underworld who also was implied to help raise said kids#nico ain't catholic. this boy has never been to CCD. < source: i went to CCD /neg#however im already taking TSATS as fanon so i will laugh if Nico is randomly confirmed catholic#now Will? Will i could see. Will raised catholic? yes. Nico raised catholic? no.#in my brain Nico was raised with like. his parents having mixers in their parlor room with Maria's socialite friends and misc chthonic gods#like. Nico's babysitter growing up was Menoites (herdsman of the cattle of the underworld) type situation#seriously though i can only think of 3 details that would vaguely imply Nico is raised catholic and that are:#one instance of him helping Percy pick out a christmas gift for Annabeth (though everything in that short story was ooc tbh)#(and also Nico didnt actually ever imply he specifically was celebrating christmas)#two: Percy describing the situation in Sword of Hades as ''spending christmas in the underworld'' (nico is just kind of there)#and thirdly again: Nico's just from Venice#like. did he go to a religious school growing up? possibly! doesnt mean he was that religion though just means his school was#and even then we actually dont know if he wasn't homeschooled before moving to america#in which case yeah figures the like 3 months he spent in Westover would teach him random outdated stuff#they needed to send him to a sketchy school cause the di angelos dont have any records and if their material is outdated#then that's less likely to mess with Bianca and Nico's wiped memories#but demographically speaking its entirely likely that the entire larger di Angelo family arent christian anyways#everybody with misc varied headcanons about the demographics of the di angelo family i give u a little kiss on the forehead#''but what about Nico learning the wrong version of that one myth'' see again: could have learned it at Westover#and also. tbh far more likely that it was a 1930s thing than a religious thing#cause if we're talking staunch catholocism i dont think they'd be teaching him much greek mythology at all#anyways this has been: im far too amused by the phrases 'that boy has never been to CCD' and ''Nico has Become Catholic'
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galaxyslime · 4 months ago
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I wish my bum ass jehovahs witness family would stop blowing up my phone on Christmas bc I got them gifts last year like bro I did NOT spend cash on you this year bc you made it abundantly clear you will not reciprocate in ANY way, lose my fucking number!!! You want nothing to do with me 90% of the year but as soon as it's Christmas everyone wants a slice of the pie. I do not miss any of you and you all make me feel MISERABLE.
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connor murphy from dear evan hansen (the musical) is jewish (headcanon) and bisexual (headcanon)
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noblesknightsandswords · 5 months ago
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Listening Through Imperfection
My eyes hurt. Why do they hurt? Was I blinking or had I stopped again?
I feel stymied, I want to write, to see my words on a page again like they used to always be.
To hear my voice echo out into the white void that is a screen or paper in front of me.
It’s cold outside and I can’t help but constantly think of Christmas Eve church services with the family. Why do I think of that before Christmas when it’s cold? Why does that mean more, feel more magical than even the best of Christmas days? Because I love the night so much? Because that specific night is full of song, candle, family, and freezing air? When I think of Christmas Magic that is what I think of, not Santa or gifts or Christmas feasts. It’s the quiet of the night walking out of a Church we only ever go to on that night, flushed and joyful, met with ice cold air filling my lungs. 
I am human, that can not be changed or conquered in some silly way by some unimagined foe. Imperfection is all I will ever be able to strive for and that’s more beautiful than any perfection possible. What are the angels for if not to whisper well wishes upon the airs of their feathers. Is that not why they fly? Why they see with their so many eyes? Is it not to spot the every imperfection of the human in humanity and still yet whisper “it’s okay”? Is it not what they were put here for, to watch and to guide, they are Hera’s Hundred Eyed Warrior, they are the love of Aphrodite’s Eros. 
The evening has always been my favorite, when it’s dark and light coexisting. I can walk out and breathe in a fresh air better than midday in any season, a perfection in an imperfect world (it is still imperfect, just not to me). A contradiction that makes me a hypocrite. Oh how I hate hypocrites and the act of hating a hypocrite makes me a hypocrite myself. How a wonder continues to travel. Do you understand that the best voices are the ones that play without artificial smoothness? That people cry and acclaim the raspy voice over the smooth clarity because we do not live for perfection, we do not crave perfection. We crave for someone to tell us that there is beauty in our imperfection, and we strive to show others how wondrous imperfectability is.
Sometimes I am tired, sometimes as I write my throat begins to ache as if I was saying this all, as if I was singing this all non stop and continuously. I can feel it crawl up and out from my lips like an internal smoke to match the eternal flame that burns deep within my cavity, begging to be seen. Not to show, but to provide light, to burn and be fed. The smoke floats higher than I will ever walk, the smoke floats and flies as I lay back in the grass and stare into the sky. Is it day, is it night? Am I staring into endless blue, or the magic of sunset or the mystic beauty of the stars beaming? 
I feel lighter each time I do something like this, it’s like arguing a point, debating a right and my legs don’t shake and I hurt nobody. It’s perfect in the way it will never be perfect because I remain unheard when this remains on a paper rather than screamed through a hall, debated sitting at a table, to be told through tales at a fire. It’s burning that star I’m made of brighter without burning anything around. 
Is this what it feels like to fall in love again, with the words I can put on a page and the ability to read it and feel passion? To see the imagery and understand myself again? To love life and see how bright the grass is, how deep the brown of bark? Am I seeing the world in it’s bright colors the same way I did when I sang annoying little tunes non stop? Before I knew what it was like for my throat to hurt?
Annoying. Annoying little tunes. I do not think that. They were passion and joy and the love of a child for the life they had. Others told me it was annoying and so I silenced myself for a constant noise is unkind to others. A fraction of my words and thoughts were spilling from between my lips and dripping between my teeth but others could not handle the quantity and consistency I was constantly swallowing. Do they think the thickness thinned just because I was able to prevent it from spilling between my lips as I grew? 
I must remarry myself with the child I was and understand the cruelty of the world ruined me, and I must bury my corpse and pray upon the altar of my headstone and tip my face to the stars when it begins to rain. I will live again, I will continue to grow as the roots of my skeleton continue to spread to others. I will continue to live and I will allow my words and songs to seep from my skin to those around me and share myself with them. I will never be silent as a grave again.
This is a death. This is a death that will never spread and no one else ever remembered the story to. I am here again and I will sing in the eerie silences and at the festival grounds. It will not matter because I rose from the dirt singing and I will never go silent again, I cannot be made to do so. This is my child with the ability to destroy, this is the me that others were so afraid was right. I will continue and as my bone-roots spread, so will my wish, and every word will mean something as the dark of night spreads through and peace is allowed in love. It is not a war to be yourself and fall in love with life. My smoke will rise and coat the sky and its smog will pollute the earth with Joy. My fire will burn and keep my chest alight to guide others in the shadowed night.
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lawva-girl · 4 months ago
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Not to be a scrouge BUT OMFG I HATE CHRISTMAS
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naturalkillercyborg · 5 months ago
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It's been snowing all day and I'm genuinely getting the lovey seasonal feelings
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bellewood222 · 7 months ago
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coffinkissez · 1 year ago
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Do you celebrate any holidays this time of year?
Optional ask: TWST characters at a holiday party (could be any festivities of your choice)
yeah!! I celebrate Christmas! not for religious purposes I just like the aesthetics n my family all celebrates it as well
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honestly first thoughts with the twst holiday parties is each year having a party before winter break the first years + yuu having a party at ramshackle, the second years doing a party at scarabia, and then the third years holding their own parties at their separate dorms bc they don’t like each other /j
first years do a secret santa type gift exchange and someone gets Sebek a silly little dragon plushie 😭
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veveisveryuncool · 1 year ago
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Hey veve, got a question to ask. How was your OC's celebrate Christmas?
so fun fact: christmas canonically exists in dreamland (kirby storytime and that one manga), but it's definitely more focused on the spirit of togetherness and joy through winter, which i think is pretty neat :]
dolly and daffy usually spend most of the time indoors in winter (not a lot of winter-blooming flowers, after all), but sometimes they're greeted with dandelion, their apprentice, for a nice evening or two.
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nefeloma, on the other hand, continues their cosmic travels as always. not a lot of "togetherness" to celebrate when one is constantly traveling alone, after all.
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cyeayt · 1 year ago
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As the “holiday season” approaches, just a lil reminder that not everyone celebrates/enjoys holidays like thanksgiving and Christmas
This is for a variety of reasons. They could be part of a non Christian faith. They could live in a country or be part of a culture where they aren’t celebrated. They could have negative experiences or emotions associated with them. They could just not enjoy celebrating them.
You are not entitled to any of these explanations.
If someone isn’t being festive, leave them to it. Mind your own business and be respectful
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tar-miriel · 1 year ago
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i'm a christmas season hater purely because i live in a post-commie orthodox christian country and we don't celebrate it on the 25th. so all it means to me is that my internet pals are all offline doing family/holiday stuff while i'm at work bored out of my skull.
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youve got this baby girl 💕💕💕
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OUGH THANK YOU LOVE sending you love and support right back <3333
It's getting better, the weather is making me happy bc it's making it feel like winter + my fav time of year 🥰
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gideonnavsenormousbiceps · 4 months ago
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my favorite part of Christmas is people being thrilled over gifts most people would be less than thrilled by. So far my favorites are pickled onions and a hot dog roller (like a mini version of the machine they have at gas stations). hilarious. Please share the unconventional gift you got and was super happy about.
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