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Happy Thanksgiving---Where ever you are!

Discussion in 'The Attic' started by MaryJean, Nov 21, 2012.

    Nov 21, 2012
  1. MaryJean

    MaryJean Senior Member MM

    Occupation:
    Rancher
    Location:
    Northern California
    The crocheted tablecloth

    A beautiful story..... makes you understand that things happen for a reason

    The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned
    To their first ministry, to reopen a church
    in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October
    excited about their opportunities When they saw
    their church, it was very run down and needed
    much work. They set a goal to have everything
    done in time to have their first service
    on Christmas Eve.

    They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,
    painting, etc, and on December 18
    were ahead of schedule and just about finished.

    On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving
    rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.

    On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.
    His heart sank when he saw that the roof had
    leaked, causing a large area of plaster about
    20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the
    sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about
    head high.

    The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor,
    and not knowing what else to do but postpone
    the Christmas Eve service, headed home.
    On the way he noticed that a local business was
    having a flea market type sale for charity so he
    stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,
    handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth
    with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross
    embroidered right in the center. It was just
    the right size to cover up the hole in the front
    wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.

    By this time it had started to snow. An older
    woman running from the opposite direction was
    trying to catch the bus..... She missed it. The pastor
    invited her to wait in the warm church for
    the next bus 45 minutes later.



    She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor
    while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put
    up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor
    could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and
    it covered up the entire problem area.

    Then he noticed the woman walking down the center
    aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. 'Pastor,'
    she asked, 'where did you get that tablecloth?'
    The pastor explained.. The woman asked him to check
    the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria

    T he woman could hardly believe it as the pastor
    told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The
    woman explained that before the war she and
    her husband were well-to-do people in Austria

    When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave.
    Her husband was going to follow her the next week..
    He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her
    husband or her home again.

    The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;
    but she made the pastor keep it for the church.
    The pastor insisted on driving her home, that
    was the least he could do... She lived on the other
    side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn
    for the day for a housecleaning job.

    What a wonderful service they had on Christmas
    Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the
    spirit were great. At the end of the service, the
    pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door
    and many said that they would return.

    One older man, whom the pastor recognized
    from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the
    pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he
    wasn't leaving.

    The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on
    the front wall because it was identical to one
    that his wife had made years ago when
    they lived in Austria before the war and how
    could there be two tablecloths so much alike.

    H e told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he
    forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was
    supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and
    put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home
    again in all of the 35 years in between.

    The pastor asked him if he would allow him to
    take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten
    Island and to the same house where the pastor
    had taken the woman three days earlier.

    H e helped the man climb the three flights of
    stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on
    the door and he saw the greatest Christmas
    reunion he could ever imagine.

    T rue Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid
    Who says God does not work in 'mysterious' ways..

    I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for
    you today, to guide you and protect you as you go
    along your way... His love is always with you, His
    promises are true, and when we give Him all our
    cares you know He will see us through.

    Happy Thanksgiving

    MaryJean
     
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  2. Nov 21, 2012
  3. secret2

    secret2 irishbrit62 MM

    Occupation:
    driver
    Location:
    New York, United States
    Maryjean, I will be honest and 'thanked' you before I read the whole story....just that I thought that, that was nice to bring a Thanksgiving thread to this forum...

    Then I read it. I have a few tears running down my face, right now.

    Thanks for this uplifting story.

    Happy Thanksgiving and I DO know that, if we 'listen'..there is always someone there, for us...God and our 'guardian angels'.
     
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  4. Nov 21, 2012
  5. violet57

    violet57 Newbie member

    Occupation:
    dietary cook
    Location:
    OH
    Thank You for sharing, a very heart warming story :thumbsup: Happy Thanksgiving
     
    Last edited: Nov 21, 2012
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