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God bless you.Claudia



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> Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:12:51 -0800 (PST)
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> Subject: Fwd: Fw: The Christmas Pageant
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> Subject: Fw: The Christmas Pageant
> Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 12:22:32 -0500
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>      You do not have to be a parent to enjoy this !
> 
> 
>      The Christmas Pageant
>      My husband and I had been happily
>      married (most of the time) for five years
>      but hadn't been blessed with a baby.
> 
>      I decided to do some serious praying and 
>      promised God that if he would give us a child,
>      I would be a perfect mother, love it with all
> my 
>      heart and raise it with His word as my guide.
> 
>      God answered my prayers
>      and blessed us with a son.
> 
>      The next year God blessed us
>      with another son.
> 
>      The following year, He blessed us with
>      yet another son.
> 
>      The year after that we
>      were blessed with a daughter.
> 
>      My husband thought we'd been blessed right 
>      into poverty.
>      We now had four children, and the oldest was
> only
>      four years old.
> 
>      I learned never to ask God
>      for anything unless I meant it.
>      As a minister once told me,
>      " If you pray for rain,
>      make sure you carry an umbrella."
> 
>      I began reading a few verses
>      of the Bible to the children
>      each day as they lay in their cribs. 
> 
>      I was off to a good start.
>      God had entrusted me
>      with four children and
>      I didn't want to disappoint Him.
> 
>      I tried to be patient the day
>      the children smashed
>      two dozen eggs on
>      the kitchen floor searching
>      for baby chicks.
> 
>      I tried to be understanding ....... 
>      when they started a hotel for
>      homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, 
>      although it took me nearly two hours
>      to catch all twenty-three frogs.
> 
>      When my daughter poured
>      ketchup all over herself and 
>      rolled up in a blanket to see
>      how it felt to be a hot dog,
>      I tried to see the humor
>      rather than the mess. 
> 
>      In spite of changing over
>      twenty-five thousand diapers,
>      never eating a hot meal 
>      and never sleeping for more
>      than thirty minutes at a time,
>      I still thank God daily for my children.
> 
>      While I couldn't keep my promise
>      to be a perfect mother -
>      I didn't even come close...
>      I did keep my promise
>      to raise them in the Word of God. 
> 
>      I knew I was missing the mark
>      just a little when I told
>      my daughter we were going
>      to church to worship God,
>      and she wanted to bring
>      a bar of soap along to
>      "wash up" Jesus, too.
> 
>      Something was lost in the translation 
>      when I explained that God gave us 
>      everlasting life, and my son thought 
>      it was generous of God to give us his 
>      " last wife."
> 
>      My proudest moment came
>      during the children's
>      Christmas pageant.
> 
>      My daughter was playing Mary,
>      two of my sons were shepherds
>      and my youngest son was a wise man.
>      This was their moment to shine.
> 
>      My five-year-old shepherd
>      had practiced his line,
>      " We found the babe wrapped
>      in swaddling clothes." 
> 
>      But he was nervous and said,
>      " The baby was wrapped
>      in wrinkled clothes." 
> 
>      My four-year-old "Mary" said,
>      " That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly
>      That's dirty, rotten clothes."
> 
>      A wrestling match broke out
>      between Mary and the shepherd
>      and was stopped by an angel,
>      who bent her halo and lost 
>      her left wing. 
> 
>      I slouched a little lower
>      in my seat when Mary
>      dropped the doll representing
>      Baby Jesus, and it bounced
>      down the aisle crying, 
>      " MAMA-MAMA !" 
> 
>      Mary grabbed the doll,
>      wrapped it back up
>      and held it tightly as
>      the wise men arrived.
> 
>      My other son stepped forward
>      wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown,
>      knelt at the manger and announced,
>      "We are the three wise men,
>      and we are bringing gifts of gold, 
>      common sense and fur."
> 
>      The congregation dissolved into laughter,
>      and the pageant got a standing ovation. 
> 
>      "I've never enjoyed a Christmas 
>      program as much as this one,"
>      laughed the pastor,
>      wiping tears from his eyes.
> 
>      "For the rest of my life, I'll never hear the
>      Christmas story without thinking of 
>      gold, common sense and fur."
> 
>      "My children are my pride and my joy and 
>      my greatest blessing," I said as I dug
>      through my purse for an aspirin.
> 
>      Jesus had no servants,
>      yet they called Him Master.
> 
>      Had no degree,
>      yet they called Him Teacher.
> 
>      Had no medicines,
>      yet they called Him Healer.
> 
>      Had no army,
>      yet kings feared Him.
> 
>      He won no military battles,
>      yet He conquered the world.
> 
>      He committed no crime,
>      yet they crucified Him.
> 
>      He was buried in a tomb,
>      yet He lives today.
> 
>      Feel honored to serve such a 
>      Leader who loves us.
> 
>      If you believe in God and 
>      in Jesus Christ His Son, send 
>      this to all on your buddy list.
> 
> 
>      GOD BLESS YOU ALL ! 
>              
>      
> 
> 
> 
> 


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