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VIRGIE UNDERWOOD <[log in to unmask]>
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The Electronic Church <[log in to unmask]>
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Wed, 13 Dec 2006 16:16:11 -0500
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Hi Malcome,
I am glad you enjoyed it.  It is so special.
Virgie and Hoshi
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Malcolm" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, December 13, 2006 3:25 PM
Subject: Re: the dime


> thanks Virgey,
>
> I will keep this, and pass it on to friends.
>
> Malcolm.
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: "VIRGIE UNDERWOOD" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Wednesday, December 13, 2006 2:53 PM
> Subject: Fw: the dime
>
>
>>I know you guys don't like forwards but I thought you might make an 
>>exception for this one.  It really touched my heart and made me understand 
>>just what Christmas is all about!
>> Merry Christmas from
>> Virgie and Hoshi
>> ----- Original Message ----- 
>> From: "rcuster" <[log in to unmask]>
>> To: "Patti Custer" <[log in to unmask]>; <[log in to unmask]>
>> Sent: Wednesday, December 13, 2006 8:44 AM
>> Subject: the dime
>>
>>
>> There's A Reason For The Season
>> The Dime
>> Bobby was getting cold sitting out
>> in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he didn't like 
>> them and anyway
>> he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and 
>> they did
>> a poor job of keeping out the cold.
>> Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he 
>> might, he
>> could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas gift. He shook 
>> his head
>> as he thought, "This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I 
>> don't have
>> any money to spend."
>> Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the  family of 
>> five had struggled.
>> It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try,there just  never seemed 
>> to be enough.
>> She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was 
>> earning could
>> only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money and material 
>> things, they
>> more than made up for in love and family unity.
>> Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran the household in 
>> their mother's
>> absence. Three of his sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their 
>> mother.
>> Somehow it just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he 
>> had nothing.
>> Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk 
>> down to the
>> street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six without 
>> a father,
>> especially when he needed a man to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to 
>> shop, looking
>> into each decorated window.  Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of 
>> reach.
>> It was starting to get dark and Bobby  reluctantly turned to walk home 
>> when suddenly
>> his eyes caught the  glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting off of 
>> something
>> along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before 
>> has anyone
>> felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment. As he held his new found 
>> treasure,
>> a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first 
>> store he
>> saw.
>> His excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he 
>> couldn't
>> buy anything with only a dime. He noticed a flower shop and went inside 
>> to wait in
>> line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the 
>> dime and
>> asked if he could buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift. The 
>> shop owner
>> looked at Bobby and his ten cent  offering. Then he put his hand on 
>> Bobby's shoulder
>> and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see what I can do for you." 
>> As Bobby
>> waited he looked at the beautiful  flowers and even though he was a boy, 
>> he could
>> see why mothers and girls liked flowers.
>> The sound of the door closing as the last customer left, jolted Bobby 
>> back to reality.
>> All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid. Suddenly the 
>> shop owner
>> came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve 
>> long stem,
>> red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together 
>> with a big
>> silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up and  placed 
>> them neatly
>> into a long white box. "That will be ten cents young man." the shop owner 
>> said reaching
>> out his hand for the dime. Slowly,  Bobby moved his hand to give the man 
>> his dime.
>> Could this be true? No one else would give him a thing for his dime! 
>> Sensing the
>> boy's reluctance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some 
>> roses on sale
>> for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?" This time Bobby did not 
>> hesitate, and
>> when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was  true. 
>> Walking out
>> the door that the owner was holding open for Bobby, he heard the shop 
>> keeper say,
>> "Merry Christmas, son."
>> As he returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked out. "Who were you 
>> talking to
>> back there and  where are the roses you were fixing?" Staring out the 
>> window, and
>> blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing 
>> happened to me
>> this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I 
>> heard a
>> voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special 
>> gift. I wasn't
>> sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside 
>> anyway.
>> Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted 
>> to buy a
>> flower for his mother with one small dime.  "When I looked at him, I saw 
>> myself,
>> many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a 
>> Christmas gift.
>> A bearded man, whom I never knew,  stopped me on the street and told me 
>> that he wanted
>> to give me ten dollars.  "When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who 
>> that voice
>> was, and put together a dozen of my very best roses." The shop owner and 
>> his wife
>> hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold 
>> air, they
>> somehow didn't feel the cold at all.
>> May this story instill the spirit of CHRISTmas in you enough to pass this 
>> act along
>> Have a Joyous and Peace-filled season.
>>
>>
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