A Christmas story(must read)

Discussion in 'General Conversation' started by Ulikedew, Dec 19, 2007.

  1. Ulikedew

    Ulikedew New Member

    Georgetown IN
    Beautiful story.... makes you understand that things happen for a reason

    he 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.

    hey worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,

    painting, etc, and on December 18

    were ahead of schedule and just about finished.

    n December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving

    rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.

    n 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.

    he 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 up the hole in the front

    wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.

    y 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.

    hen 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

    he 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 ca ptured, sent to prison and never saw her

    husband or her home again.

    he 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 housecleaning job.

    hat 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.

    he 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.

    e told the pastor 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 in between.

    he 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.

    e 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.
  2. willcat

    willcat New Member

    Someone sent that to us here at work a while back, very cool!!!!