A beautiful Christmas story

Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by pepper, Dec 3, 2006.

  1. pepper

    pepper New Member

    I hope that this story is true because it is so beautiful and that you enjoy it as much as I do. I truly believe that there are no coincidences. This story is just one more example.

    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 up 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 but 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 but he was captured, sent to prison and she never saw her husband or her home again.

    The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth but she wanted 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.

    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 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.

    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.

    True Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid
    [This Message was Edited on 12/03/2006]
  2. pepper

    pepper New Member

    I love your story too! Now must be the time for you to read that book.

    I had a similar experience. I bought "The Purpose Driven Life" when everybody seemed to be reading it but I never got around to it. One day when I was at my naturopath's office for a treatment, I was telling him how frustrated I was with my hubby's seeming unwillingness to find a full time job.

    He asked me if I had ever read "The Purpose Driven Life". I had to admit that it was sitting unread on my bookshelf. He suggested that I read it so that I could better understand that God is in control of this situation and every other one in our lives.

    I came home and started reading it that day and it was exactly what I needed at that time. At my next appt my ND told me that he had never recommended a Scripture based book to anyone before but he felt that he was being led to share that book with me and that I would be open to it.

    Thank you for your prayers, friend. I ask for blessings on you and your hubby.
    Love, Pepper
  3. atiledsner

    atiledsner New Member

    I also have the book Purpose Driven Life, I really need to read it too.

    I am having a hard time rightnow accepting things going on in my life.

    Maybe I need to dust it off and read.Thanks
  4. pepper

    pepper New Member

    Maybe you read this to get the message to dust it off! The book is easy to read and the author suggests you read just one chapter per day so you can digest it. Once I started reading it, I understood why. There is so much to think about.

    It has really helped me in accepting things in my life. I hope that you do read it and get as much out of it as so many people (including me!) have.

    Love, Pepper