Hey, Peggy

You were really cute to have worried about eating the gingerbread man's
untimely death.  But then you mention playing math games for fun?  Math for
fun?  What kind of sick and perverted childhood did you have?  Grin.  I
suspect that's some form of child abuse.  Heh-heh.

I think we've all experienced that anticipation is greater than the actual
thing we've been waiting for, whether it's unwrapping gifts or anything
else.  Isn't it wonderful to think the only exception to that is when we go
Home.  The Bible promises it will be far greater than anything we can even
hope or imagine!  And it's just ahead of us, no matter what kind of troubles
or trials and tribulations we unwrap on our little time on earth.

I'm sure that line in the song doesn't just mean angels, either, sis.  So
you keep singing!  Your citizenship in Heaven is in good standing and I'm
looking forward to standing next to you at Home and singing that song to
JESUS face to face (or more likely at His Feet) some day on the eternal day
that never ends!

Paul
----- Original Message -----
From: "Peggy Kern" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2003 1:02 AM
Subject: Re: MOST MEMORABLE CHRISTMAS


> Well, let's see, the memories of Christmas that I have are as a little
> girl, when the whole family would come over on Christmas Eve.  My
> grandparents always came over with treats that my grandmother had
> baked.  My favorite was the gingerbread man, one for my twin brother and
> one for me.  I never quite knew hot to eat him though.  I felt bad eating
> his head first, because that would "kill" him, but I hated to torture him
> by eating the rest of the body first.  <lol>  And sometimes we'd all play
> games, like "sevens", where we'd start in a circle, each person saying a
> number, and if it got to your turn and you were at a number that either
had
> a 7 in it or was divisible by 7, you would clap instead of saying the
> number, and the number-saying would go back in the other direction.  It
got
> really interesting when we'd get up into the 70's, where you'd have two
> people just clapping back and forth.  <lol>  Finally my parents would send
> my brother and me to bed, and I'd find it hard to go to sleep, dreaming of
> the exciting presents under the tree, which were never quite as exciting
> when actually opened.  I remember the first Christmas after I finally
> understood the gospel and Christ's gift, during my teen years.  The memory
> that sticks out for me is singing "O Come All Ye Faithful", and getting to
> the part about "sing all ye citizens of heaven above".  Of course in the
> song it's referring to the angels, but having just understood what Jesus'
> death and resurrection did for me and the position it put me in in
relation
> to the Father, I heard it as me being a citizen of heaven above, and you
> bet I sang!  <smile>
>
> Peggy