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    ... From: jacy anderson To: undisclosed recipients: Sent: Tuesday, December 14, 2010 1:05 PM Subject: Fw: Fwd: Fw: Fwd: THE CHRISTMAS PAGEANT: PLEASE READ IT
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      THE CHRISTMAS PAGEANT
      > >
      > >
      > >
      > > My husband and I had been happily
      > > married (most of the time)
      > > for five years
      > > but hadn't been blessed with a baby.
      > >
      > > I decided to do some serious
      > > praying and promised God
      > > that if he would give us a child,
      > > I would be a perfect mother,
      > > love it with all my heart
      > > and raise it with His word
      > > as my guide.
      > >
      > > God answered my prayers
      > > and blessed us with a son.
      > >
      > > The next year God blessed us
      > > with another son.
      > >
      > > The following year,
      > > He blessed us with
      > > yet another son.
      > >
      > > The year after that we
      > > were blessed with a daughter.
      > >
      > > My husband thought we'd
      > > been blessed right into poverty.
      > > We now had four children,
      > > and the oldest was only
      > > four years old.
      > >
      > > I learned never to ask God
      > > for anything unless I meant it
      > > As a minister once told me,
      > > "If you pray for rain,
      > > make sure you carry an umbrella."
      > >
      > > I began reading a few verses
      > > of the Bible to the children
      > > each day as they lay in their cribs..
      > >
      > > I was off to a good start.
      > > God had entrusted me
      > > with four children and
      > > I didn't want to disappoint Him.
      > >
      > > I tried to be patient the day
      > > the children smashed
      > > two dozen eggs on
      > > the kitchen floor searching
      > > for baby chicks.
      > >
      > > I tried to be understanding...
      > >
      > > when they started a hotel for
      > > homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours
      > > to catch all twenty-three frogs.
      > >
      > >
      > > When my daughter poured
      > > ketchup all over herself and
      > > rolled up in a blanket to see
      > > how it felt to be a hot dog,
      > > I tried to see the humor
      > > rather than the mess..
      > >
      > > In spite of changing over
      > > twenty-five thousand diapers,
      > > never eating a hot meal
      > > and never sleeping for more
      > > than thirty minutes at a time,
      > > I still thank God daily for my children.
      > >
      > > While I couldn't keep my promise
      > > to be a perfect mother -
      > > I didn't even come close...
      > > I did keep my promise
      > > to raise them in the Word of God.
      > >
      > > I knew I was missing the mark
      > > just a little when I told
      > > my daughter we were going
      > > to church to worship God,
      > > and she wanted to bring
      > > a bar of soap along to
      > > "wash up" Jesus, too.
      > >
      > > Something was lost
      > > in the translation when
      > > I explained that
      > > God gave us everlasting life,
      > > and my son thought it was
      > > generous of God to give
      > > us his "last wife."
      > >
      > > My proudest moment came
      > > during the children's
      > > Christmas pageant.
      > >
      > > My daughter was playing Mary,
      > > two of my sons were shepherds
      > > and my youngest son was a wise man.
      > > This was their moment to shine.
      > >
      > > My five-year-old shepherd
      > > had practiced his line,
      > > "We found the babe wrapped
      > > in swaddling clothes."
      > >
      > > But he was nervous and said,
      > > "The baby was wrapped
      > > in wrinkled clothes."
      > >
      > > My four-year-old "Mary" said,
      > > "That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly.
      > >
      > > That's dirty, rotten clothes."
      > >
      > > A wrestling match broke out
      > > between Mary and the shepherd
      > > and was stopped by an angel,
      > > who bent her halo and lost
      > > her left wing.
      > >
      > > I slouched a little lower
      > > in my seat when Mary
      > > dropped the doll representing
      > > Baby Jesus, and it bounced
      > > down the aisle crying,
      > > "Mama-mama."
      > >
      > > Mary grabbed the doll,
      > > wrapped it back up
      > > and held it tightly as
      > > the wise men arrived.
      > >
      > > My other son stepped forward
      > > wearing a bathrobe
      > > and a paper crown,
      > > knelt at the manger
      > > and announced,
      > > "We are the three wise men,
      > > and we are bringing gifts
      > > of gold,
      > > common sense
      > > and fur."
      > >
      > > The congregation
      > > dissolved into laughter,
      > > and the pageant
      > > got a standing ovation.
      > >
      > > "I've never enjoyed a Christmas
      > > program as much as this one,"
      > > laughed the pastor,
      > > wiping tears from his eyes
      > >
      > > "For the rest of my life,
      > > I'll never hear the
      > > Christmas story without
      > > thinking of
      > > gold,
      > > common sense
      > > and fur."
      > >
      > > "My children are my pride
      > > and my joy and my greatest
      > > blessing," I said as I dug
      > > through my purse for an aspirin.
      > >
      > > Jesus had no servants,
      > > yet they called Him Master.
      > >
      > > Had no degree,
      > > yet they called Him Teacher .
      > >
      > > Had no medicines,
      > > yet they called Him Healer.
      > >
      > > Had no army,
      > > yet kings feared Him.
      > >
      > > He won no military battles,
      > > yet He conquered the world.
      > > He committed no crime,
      > > yet they crucified Him.
      > >
      > > He was buried in a tomb,
      > > yet He lives today.
      > >
      > > Feel honored
      > > to serve such a Leader
      > > who loves us.
      > >
      > >
      > > If you believe in
      > > God and in Jesus Christ His Son,
      > > send this to all on your buddy list.
      > >
       




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