Rhonda,
Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Huggs and blessings,
Virgie and Hoshi
----- Original Message -----
From: "Rhonda Peveto" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2006 11:06 PM
Subject: Remember my Birthday?
> As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year there
> is
> a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration will
> be repeated. During this time there are many people shopping for gifts,
> there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part of
> the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and
> closer.
>
> It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some people
> think of me. As you know, the celebration of my birthday began many years
> ago. At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I
> did
> for them, but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the
> celebration. Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun, but
> they don't know the meaning of the celebration.
>
> I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor. The dinner
> table was full of delicious foods, pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and
> chocolates. The decorations were exquisite and there were many, many
> beautifully wrapped gifts. But, do you want to know something? I wasn't
> invited. I was the guest of honor and they didn't remember to send me an
> invitation.
>
> The party was for me, but when that great day came, I was left outside,
> they closed the door in my face ... and I wanted to be with them and
> share their table. In truth, that didn't surprise me because in the last
> few years all close their doors to me.
>
> Since I was not invited, I decided to enter the party without making any
> noise. I went in and stood in a corner. They were all drinking; there were
> some who were drunk and telling jokes and laughing at everything. They
> were
> having a great time. To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red
> wearing a long white beard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed
> drunk. He sat on the sofa and all the children ran to him, saying : "Santa
> Claus, Santa Claus"... as if the party were in his honor!
>
> At 12 midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended my arms
> waiting for someone to hug me and .... do you know .... no one hugged me.
> Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by one with
> great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if, maybe,
> there was one for me.
>
> What would you feel if on your birthday everybody shared gifts and you did
> not get one ? I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and
> quietly left. Every year it gets worse. People only remember to eat and
> drink, the gifts, the parties and nobody remembers me. I would like this
> Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life. I would like that you
> recognize the fact that almost two thousand years ago I came to this world
> to give my life for you, on the cross, to save you. Today, I only want
> that
> you believe this with all your heart.
>
> I want to share something with you. As many didn't invite me to their
> party, I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has
> ever imagined, a spectacular party. I'm still making the final
> arrangements. Today I am sending out many invitations and there is an
> invitation for you. I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a
> reservation for you and write your name with golden letters in my great
> guest book. Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party.
> Those who don't answer the invitation, will be left outside.
>
> Do you know how you can answer this invitation? it is by extending it to
> others whom you care for...
>
> I'll be waiting for all of you to attend my party this year...
>
> See you soon .... I love you !
>
> -Jesus-
>
>
>
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