A woman was out Christmas shopping with her two children. After many hours of looking at row after row of toys and everything else imaginable; and after hours of hearing both her children asking for everything they saw on those many shelves, she finally made it to the elevator with her two kids.
She was feeling what so many of us feel during the holiday season time of the year - overwhelming pressure to go to every party, every housewarming, taste all the holiday food and treats, getting that perfect gift for every single person on our shopping list, making sure we don't forget anyone on our card list, and the pressure of making sure we respond to everyone who
sent us a card.
Finally the elevator doors opened, and there was already a crowd in the car. She pushed her way into the car and dragged her two kids in with her and all the bags of stuff. When the doors closed, she couldn't take it anymore and she stated, "Whoever started this whole Christmas thing should be found, strung up and shot."
From the back of the car, everyone heard a quiet, calm voice respond, "Don't worry, we already crucified Him." For the rest of the trip down in the elevator, it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. This year, don't forget to keep "the One who started this whole Christmas thing" in your every thought, deed, purchase, and words. If we all did it, just think of how different this whole world would be.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
(John 3:16)
May your Christmas be full of joy and blessings.
The kids had a great time on "Christmas Eve" this year. We made them sloppy joes, baked beans, and Cole Slaw. Each one received a sack full of cookies, candies, and popcorn. Gifts had not arrived from the States but will be here in January., Until then the tree stays up and another party is planned for that time as well. Thanks to everyone of you who has helped make this possible. Oh, by the way, we purchased a case of Corn Flakes and I will be putting pictures of this in the blog as well. Merry Christmas. 
A woman was out Christmas shopping with her two children. After many hours of looking at row after row of toys and everything else imaginable; and after hours of hearing both her children asking for everything they saw on those many shelves, she finally made it to the elevator with her two kids.
The voice of an "Angel" singing. That is Mary Ange. She came to us when she was 6 years old and has been a tremendous person all her life. She is the Praise and Worship leader in our church and I am here to tell you they don't come any better. All our love to you Mary Ange. "Happy Birthday. " 
Wilson was orphaned when his mother and father were both killed in seperate accidents. He came to us and are we ever glad. He is so precious and extremely smart. We all love him so much and he is a loving child. "Happy Birthday Wilson." 
Today at "Club Saturday" we had 105 Children. Everyone who attended had a wonderful time as we as bread, butter, and juice. This is such a good program.
Thirty Six Years Ago this morning at 8:00 a.m. I sailed into the harbor at Port-au-Prince, Haiti on this ship, the Norwegian Caribbean Lines "M S Starward." With me were my Mother and Father, who have both passed on, a 1971 green Toyota Land Cruiser loaded with all my possessions. My possessions included my Fender guitar and Amplifier, and my clothes. I was fulfilling a calling that God had placed upon my heart. I didn't know if I would be here for longer than a year so I leased a house just for 12 months. I didn't know what I was going to do, I just knew that God had called me here. Standing on the dock was a Sister Hodges from Connecticut who was working with a missionary here by the name of Nick Gruick. On the way to the house she told me that I would need a girl to work in my house, cooking, cleaning, and doing the shopping. I told her I could take care of that myself and she said, "Oh no you can't." She went on to say, "The girl I am sending you will be there at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow morning. Her name is Lena Toutou." Lena became not just a cook and a housemaid, she became a friend. That was 37 years ago and she is still a dear and precious friend. I was not to meet Violine for another year. God has been good. Violine is still with me and not long ago Lena and her husband, Archange, came from Miami and stayed a few days with us. I was only 35 years old and now I am 72. I often have people who ask me to come back to the States, that I have done my part, but the only way I will ever go back is for the one that sent me he sends me back. To me I haven't done anything but I still want to do what I can. 
