No more “king size” drinks in New York City.  (I didn’t hear if that applied to alcoholic drinks)

The master bedroom in the White House needs to be enlarged—must be “king size” instead of “president size.”

Vacations are “king size” with “king size” price tags.  ($4 million for this Christmas alone—“king” goes to Hawaii)

Budget must be “king size.”  (oh, the king doesn’t need budgets—he just budgets everything the people have, and don’t have, into his treasury)

Loyalty, dedication, praise, and worship must be “king size.”  (reluctantly? received, then heartily accepted, then brutally demanded—where have we seen that before?)

“Thanks be to god, and our lord and savior Barack Obama – – – B A R A C K   O B A M A .”

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My Christmas card this year is inspired by a little fact (king size) shared by J.J. Jasper on American Family Radio.

Outside, the card says, THE WORLD’S FIRST KING SIZE BED

Inside, FIT FOR A KING    (with a manger picture)

ALL HAIL, KING JESUS

ALL HAIL, IMMANUEL

MERRY CHRISTMAS

 

If only those acting “king size,” could meet the KING.

If only you reading this, could meet the KING.

You Can.

Now.

“O worship the King, all glorious above,

And gratefully sing, His power and His Love.”