Something nice for you to read ....... beautiful story.... makes you understand that things happen for a reason
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The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned to their first ministry, to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn, arrived in early October excited about their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work. They set a goal to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.
They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls, painting, etc, and on December 18
were ahead of schedule and just about finished.
On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.
On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church. His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about 20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high.
The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor, and not knowing what else to do but postpone
the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way he noticed that a local business was
having a flea market type sale for charity, so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful, handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center. It was just the right size to cover the hole in the front wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.
By this time it had started to snow. An older woman running from the opposite direction was trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The pastor invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45 minutes later.
She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and it covered up the entire problem area.
Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet. "Pastor," she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?" The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria.
The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor told how he had just gotten "The Tablecloth". The woman explained that before the war she and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria.
When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her husband or her home again.
The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth; but she made the pastor keep it for the church. The pastor insisted on driving her home. That was the least he could do. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for the day for a house cleaning job.
What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the spirit were great. At the end of the service, the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door and many said that they would return.
One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn't leaving.
The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on the front wall because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before the war and how
could there be two tablecloths so much alike?
He told the pas tor how the Nazis came, how he forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and put in a prison. He never saw his wife or his home again all the 35 years between.
The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor had taken the woman three days earlier.
He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on
the door and he saw the greatest Christmas reunion he could ever imagine.
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His love is always with you. His promises are true, and when we give Him all our
cares we know He will see us through.
So when the road you're traveling seems difficult at best, just remember I'm here
praying and God will do the rest.
Tags: Suburban Brooklyn, Staten Island, Tablecloth, Nazi, Austria
Kids being kids, when they want to sleep they will just sleep wherever they are.
That three cushions in which the child was sleeping on were items from the shelves. How convenient and considerate of the hypermarket to provide trolleys (the right size) and the cushions.
Well, you can't push a trolley and a pram at the same time, right?
Currently having a Sony 25" thick TV haha ...... after seeing those 1" to 2" thick TV, my TV really looks like a dinosaur. But it has served me well for the last eleven years albeit some small hiccups only. Repairs for such small hiccups were not more than RM1,000 all these years, much lesser if not mistaken.
Price? RMB50 only.
The Selcon sensor (3 Ampere) produced by Kaga Inc. in Japan could sense day or night is useful if it's attached to an external light.
Besides that, I got three units of Hager timer, made in France. Going at RM85 per unit.
Where did I buy such gadgets? It was from G&H Electrical Trading Sdn Bhd at Lorong Yap Hin, just a road behind RHB Bank Berhad, Jalan Pasar Branch.
The dry kitchen has taken its shape with the slim concrete table.
The neighbour at the back may have gotten a renovation contractor that is quite busy.
You have the biggest passenger airlines in terms of the Airbus A380. As time comes, you'll be seeing a big bird of a different specie. It's a helicopter this time.
The hotelicopter's body is based on the former Soviet's Mil V-12 (those who are young in age may not find Soviet in the world map now.
I didn't check what they were selling but I assumed that the food served in it would be those found in the actual Jalan Alor. Same quality? Will try when I go overseas next round.
