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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...


 

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December 21, 2011 - An Unforgettable Christmas

By William Nelson Sachs

Tomorrow was Christmas! Special preparations of food, gifts and decorations were all complete. The children’s eyes were dilated with anticipation and joy. The very atmosphere of the home was charged with the spirit of Christmas.

The next morning the windows had an unusual appearance. Everything outside had a fuzzy look like a picture taken out of focus. A sharp groan from the trees was heard as the wind twisted a frozen limb. No traffic was moving. The telephone was deadly silent.

Meantime the aroma of giblet gravy and bubbling cranberries filled the house. In a few hours the relatives and friends would arrive. When it was almost dinnertime we took turns watching for their arrival.

Then the shock hit us. There wasn’t going to be a family reunion! Freezing rain had sealed the roads with a coat of ice and was continuing to fall.

Now the gloom from outside did begin to creep into the room. What promised to be the year’s greatest joy was rapidly becoming the year’s greatest disappointment.

When it was time to eat, I bowed my head and returned thanks. No one could eat.

My wife broke the silence. “The true Christmas is one of sharing,” she said. “There must be lonely people somewhere in the neighborhood. Perhaps we can share our dinner with them.”

Without eating, the family left the table. The food was generously placed in covered dishes, and I started my treacherous journey down the glassy road, praying as I went. I passed many homes before I felt impressed to stop. At a little white house with drawn blinds I turned into the driveway.

A man responded to my knock. Four hungry-looking children gathered around him as I entered and began to unload the turkey, cranberries, vegetables, salad, hot rolls and desserts.

“How did you know that my wife had just returned from the hospital yesterday and is still bedfast?” the father asked with moistened eyes and quivering lips. “We don’t have as much as a crust of bread in our house for our Christmas dinner!”

Before I could swallow the growing lump in my throat, one of the children shouted, “But Daddy, God knows. He heard my prayer!”

Back home, the food was warmed over by the time I sat down again with my family for our Christmas dinner. Outside the freezing rain had turned into snow, and the ground was rapidly becoming a delicate white.

With bowed heads, our family prayed worshipfully: “Our Heavenly Father, we thank Thee for a cheerful Christmas!”

— Adapted from “An Unforgettable Christmas,” by William Nelson Sachs, originally published in the December 20, 1964, Pentecostal Evangel.

 

 

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