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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
The 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.
He 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 all 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.
He 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...
True 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'll see us through.
So when the road you're traveling seems
difficult at best, just remember I'm here
praying, and God will do the rest.
When there is nothing left but God, that is when
you find out that God is all you need..
Father God, bless all my friends, family, and even those who don’t like me very much, in whatever it is that You know they may be in need this day! May their life be full of your peace, prosperity and power as they seek to have a closer relationship with you. Amen.
Oh Sweet PB,
ReplyDeleteThis story is the most beautiful story I have every read. I thank you so much for posting it this morning. I write this through tear stained eyes. How very beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Can you imagine the joy of those two being reunited after all those years. Isn't God wonderful? He works in such mysterious ways. Thank you sweetie for sharing. I so loved it.
I am back to work today. Have so much to do, but as always I had to stop over and get my teaspoon of PB for the day. It is the only thing that gets me going. I love you sweetie, Cherry Jelly
Morning Marydon...I didn't even get through your post today...I was stopped when I saw the picture of Shauna...she is a cousin of one of my good friends...how do you know her?
ReplyDeleteEvery time I hear this story, I cry. Every time. It is so special and shows that God does hear and answer our prayers. Thanks for posting it!
ReplyDeleteHi Marydon, congratulations to your dear son... as for your story, it is so incredible! I have heard of similar things happening... God certainly does move in mysterious ways... how beautiful! Love to you... Julie Marie
ReplyDeleteThank you Marydon. This story was just what I needed to start my day right.
ReplyDeleteCongrats to your Son and I loved hearing the story, it was wonderful. Thank you for posting it.
ReplyDeleteWillow
Wonderful news about your son's race.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the story of God's amazing love.
Hi Sweet Marydon,
ReplyDeleteCongrats to your wonderful son and thank you for sharing this incredible story!
Love and hugs to you!
Thanks for the moment to reflect on life, Marydon
ReplyDeleteHave a great day Marydon! Love the story.
ReplyDeletePatsy
Marydon what an amazing story, I started to cry when I read about the man just sitting there in the pew staring at the cloth I KNEW IT I KNEW IT, he was the husband, this is truly the story I needed to hear today, troubled times seem to get a person down, it makes it so hard to see the light, and this story truly shows the couragious acts of our Lord and how things will come to be in the end.
ReplyDeleteThank you sweet what a touching story I love it.
Have a wonderful Monday.
Blessings,
Heidi
A very sportive son you have
ReplyDeleteYeahhhhhhh........
My compliments for run the marathon
:))))))))
Have a wonderful day
Anya :)
That lovely story brought tears to my eyes - thank you for sharing it. Oh, and tell your son congratulations on his marathon finish in a very respectable time!
ReplyDeleteOK, I would be seriously be balling right now if there weren't other people in the room with me thinking I was crazy. I did get the chills several times, what a beautiful story! You just have to HOPE it is really true. It would make a marvelous Christmas movie I think. Thank you for sharing this today and tell your son congratulations! Have a loveleigh night!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful - beautiful and so heart touching....We serve an awesome God. I could not live a day without Him in my heart and life.
ReplyDeleteBlessings.....Pauline
This is a wonderful, sweet story Marydon. I enjoyed reading every line.
ReplyDeleteCongrats to your son. I'm a runner as well but not a marathon runner. So I know how hard he has worked.
Oh! Marydon, what a beautiful story, I am so touched. Thank you for sharing and for your beautiful prayer. And congratulations to Emerly, I know he trained very hard.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Sue
I am so touched by this story, Marydon. Miracles DO happen in this world and they happen with God's help. Thank you for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteSue
Congrats to your son for a job well done. The Lord does work in wonderful ways. Thanks for sharing the story.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the TableCloth Story! The Human Spirt and the Spirt of Our Lord...so powerful!
ReplyDeleteI’ve enjoyed looking over your blog. I came across it through another blog I follow, and I’m glad I did. I am now a follower of yours as well. Feel free to look over my blog and perhaps become one as well.
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