''I stood up, tightened my hood and looked for the penguins. They were gone. Only the pack ice rumbled toward the horizon. I turned to my bike. It’s hard to believe that two rubber tires laced together with spokes and rims—and attached to a metal frame could carry me from the Amazon Jungle, to Death Valley, across the Australian Outback, from the Arctic Ocean in Norway all the way to where the bolt goes into the bottom of the globe.''
Merry Christmas America! In this season of hope and of the heart, I wish you every good grace and special moment for your family and loved ones. This moment, two thousand and nine years ago, a baby arrived into the world to teach us about forgiveness, trust, love, kindness and how to treat our fellow human beings around the globe.
From the looks of things over the centuries, we haven’t done so well in the realm of world peace and good will toward each other. However, Christ’s work springs eternal.
During my lifetime, I have enjoyed Christmas in the Outback of Australia by a campfire. I have enjoyed Christmas along a mountain stream in the Andes of South America. During one Christmas, I gazed at Mount Everest from my perch high in the Himalaya. Today, I would like to share with you an uncommon
Christmas moment during my adventure in Antarctica. It comes from my book: An Extreme Encounter: Antarctica. I hope it warms your heart and I wish you a Merry Christmas...http://www.newswithviews.com/Wooldridge/frosty529.htm