A Sobering Christmas Tale

A Sobering Christmas Tale

Postby Daffyd » Thu Dec 21, 2006 4:14 pm

Christmas Rush

This morning I heard a story on the radio of a woman who 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
The 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 house
Warming, 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 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 the elevator it was so quiet you could
Have heard a pin drop.


Don't forget this year to keep the One who started this whole
Christmas thing in your every thought, deed, purchase, and word. If we
All did it, just think how different the whole world would be.
Daffyd
 

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