{"id":821,"date":"2011-11-29T01:48:00","date_gmt":"2011-11-29T01:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/?p=821"},"modified":"2020-07-02T12:13:34","modified_gmt":"2020-07-02T12:13:34","slug":"tis-the-season","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/?p=821","title":{"rendered":"Tis The Season"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_3.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680230280014740322\" \/><\/a><br \/><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \">&#8220;The universal joy of Christmas is certainly wonderful. <\/span><\/p>\n<div><span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \">We ring the bells when princes are born, or toll a<\/span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \"> mournful dirge when great men pass away. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \">Nations have their red-letter days, their carnivals and festivals, but once in the year and only once, the whole world stands still to celebrate the advent of a life. Only Jesus of Nazareth claims this world-wide, undying remembrance. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \">You cannot cut Christmas out of the Calendar, nor out of the heart of the world.&#8221;<\/span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; \"> <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<div><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; \">~Anonymous <\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div><span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; \"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span><span style=\"color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; \"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;The universal joy of Christmas is certainly wonderful. We ring the bells when princes are born, or toll a mournful dirge when great men pass away. Nations have their red-letter days, their carnivals and festivals, but once in the year and only once, the whole world stands still to celebrate the advent of a life. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-821","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=821"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1207,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/821\/revisions\/1207"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=821"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=821"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=821"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}