You welcome . God bless you.Claudia
----- Original Message ---- From: Pam Havard <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [email protected] Sent: Sunday, December 2, 2007 10:00:38 AM Subject: RE: [Chihuahuas] Of Topic Fw: Fwd: Fw: The Christmas Pageant I love this Claudia, thank you for sharing. Pam To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] ups.com From: claudiawrnr@ yahoo.com Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2007 06:36:41 -0800 Subject: [Chihuahuas] Of Topic Fw: Fwd: Fw: The Christmas Pageant My Friend send this to me and maby some of you in joy it. God bless you.Claudia ----- Forwarded Message ---- From: Cindy Foster <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com> To: blueridgebiker@ carolina. rr.com; Moogy Childers <moogychilders@ hotmail.com>; Pearl Colson <tauruswoman48@ yahoo.com>; Tasha Dickinson <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>; Diane Doorley <[EMAIL PROTECTED] .net>; Eddie Espling <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>; Linda <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>; Cat Mc Crosky <sixt9aniou1@ yahoo.com>; Pearl <[EMAIL PROTECTED] .net>; GEORGE PUCKETT <[EMAIL PROTECTED] net>; Tony Taylor <tonytiger29625@ yahoo.com>; Darryl Walker <[EMAIL PROTECTED] s.com>; Wanda Walls <lawanda2435@ hotmail.com>; claudia werner <claudiawrnr@ yahoo.com>; TANYA WHEELER <wheelerpain@ yahoo.com>; Walt Willis <[EMAIL PROTECTED] net>; Kelly <boo_girl_13@ yahoo.com> Sent: Sunday, December 2, 2007 12:42:20 AM Subject: Fwd: Fw: The Christmas Pageant --- Eddie Espling <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com> wrote: > Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 22:12:51 -0800 (PST) > From: Eddie Espling <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com> > Subject: Fwd: Fw: The Christmas Pageant > To: Mark&Trudie Chapman <trudiechapman@ yahoo.com>, > Janice Espling <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, Cindy Foster > <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > craig little <craiglittle_ [EMAIL PROTECTED]>, shawn olson > <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > Edmond Patterson <dixie_rebel_ [EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > Ashley Shirley <ashley_em_shirley@ yahoo.com>, tina > <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com> > > > > Note: forwarded message attached. > > ------------ --------- --------- --- > Never miss a thing. Make Yahoo your homepage.> From: "Amber Espling" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com> > To: "Pauline" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] rr.com>, > "Lisa" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "KRISTI" <KRISTI.MARTIN@ DFAS.MIL>, > "Katie" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "Jessica M" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "Gena" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "Diana @ work" <DIANA.OUELLETTE@ DFAS.MIL>, > "Bub" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "Becca" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] com>, > "Amy" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] ce.com> > Subject: Fw: The Christmas Pageant > Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 12:22:32 -0500 > > > > > > > > > > > > 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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