As the days come closer to Christmas, the children become very excited. It becomes difficult to concentrate on classes. The Christmas holidays will soon be here!
An unknown author wrote the following poem, which I recently found in my Christmas pile: "Twas the Night Before Jesus Came." Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house, not a creature was praying, not one in the house. Their Bibles were laying on the shelf without care, in hopes that Jesus would not come there. The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing a head. And mom and her rocker with baby on her lap, was watching the Late Show, while I took a nap. When out of the east there arose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter. Away to the window, I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but angels proclaiming that Jesus was here! With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray. I knew in a moment, this must be the day. The light of his face, made me cover my head. It was Jesus returning, just like he said. And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw him inspite of myself. In the book of life, which he held in his hand, was written the name of every saved man. He spoke not a word as he searched for my name. When he said, "It's not here," my head hung in shame. The people whose names had been written with love, he gathered to take to His Father above. With those who are ready he rose without a sound, while all the rest were left standing around. I fell to my knees, but it was too late. I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate. I stood and cried as they rose out of sight. "Oh, if only I had been ready tonight." In the words of this poem, the meaning is clear. The coming of Jesus is drawn near. There's only one life and when comes the last call, we'll find that the Bible was true after all. Have a Merry Christmas!
Warm Thoughts from the Little Home on the Prairie Over a Cup of Tea by Luetta G. Werner
Published in the Marion Record on December 19th, 1996.
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Episode 226: Flying a Kite
Episode 225: Celebrate Family
Episode 224: Dear Maxine
Episode 223: Partners in Prayer
Episode 222: What Makes a Happy Family?
Episode 221: Memory Lane
Episode 220: April Fools & Reconciliation Day
Episode 219: Forever Spring
Episode 218: Family & Friends
Episode 217: Malice Toward None & Charity For All
Episode 216: Praying for Our Nation
Episode 215: A Visit from the President
Episode 214: Grandma Quilt
Episode 213: Footprints in the Snow
Episode 212: The Afterglow of that Bright Star
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