December 24, 2014

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 24th, 2014 - 6:30 - Family Christmas Eve service. 11:00 pm - Christmas Eve Communion Service - Rev. M.J. Perry leading both services.

SUNDAY, DECEMBER 28th, 2014 - Join us for morning worship - Philip Yoo leading.

and now for something different - this story has been around but it's a good read.

A couple had been happily married for five years but had not been blessed with a baby. The woman decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if He would give them a child, she would be a perfect mother, love it with all her heart and raise it with His word as her guide.

God answered her prayers and blessed them with a son. The next year God blessed them with another son. The following year, yet another son and the year after that they were blessed with a daughter.

They both felt they had been blessed right into poverty - four children and the oldest only four years old.

They learned to never ask God for anything - as a miniser once told them "If you pray for rain, make sure you carry an umbrella".

They began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs. Off to a good start - God had entrusted them with four children and they didn't want to disappoint Him.

They tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks ... then when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, it took nearly two hours to catch all twenty three frogs. Then there was the day our daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog - we tried to see the humour 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 every day for my children. While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect parent - I didn't even come close .. I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God. We knew we were missing the mark just a little when I told my daughte 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".

However, our proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant. Our daughter was playing Mary, two of our sons were shepherds and the youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine.

Our 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." Our 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. We slouched in our seats when Mary dropped the 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.

Our other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, "We are the three wise men, a we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur".

The congregation dissolved into laughter and the pageant got a standing ovation.

I have never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one, laughed the minister, 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.

Merry Christmas - see you all in January. MB