“I’m the oldest, so let me be
first,” I said to my younger brother and sister.
It was a few weeks before
Christmas, and Mother had agreed to take us downtown to view the Holiday window displays with all the animated
figures at the major stores.
Inside the Largest store was a Santa
Clause sitting on a large throne waiting for the children with their lists of
wishes.
Now I must let you know that
my mother had already told us kids that there was NO Santa Clause.
She explained that it is a story about a good
man who is no longer alive, but the story lives. Each year, men dress up like Santa and it is
sort of a game. We know the truth, but
it would be fun for you children to visit Santa and get a free candy cane.
So here we were in line
waiting for our turn to tell Santa what we wanted for Christmas and receive the
free candy.
I told Santa I wanted a doll
with eyes that opened and closed and she must say Mama. Since I am the investigating type, I looked
very carefully at his disguise, and said “Thank you,” as I took my candy.
I spoke to my brother, “Allen, it is your turn next,
but look closely at his beard and you will see a red string just under his
chin.”
Perhaps Allen was not quite
as observant as I was, because at first glance, he could not see the red ribbon. He tilted his head and tried to look under
Santa’s beard causing some embarrassment to Santa.
When Allen was satisfied the beard was fake,
he told Santa he wanted an electric train and left with his free candy.
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In life, all is not always as
it seems. We listen to the promises of
the politicians and are confused when we discover their many lies.
We pay good money so our
children can attend college to discover many professors are teaching them to hate America and Israel , and cast away all morals learned at their mothers knee. Some middle school teachers are requiring students to learn about the Muslim faith, and say a prayer to Allah.
Anymore we wonder what is fake and
what is real.
I am reminded of the old
hymn, “Standing on the Promises of God.”
It is in God’s Word that we will find the answer to REAL Eternal Life,
by following the REAL Jesus. He is the Way the
Truth and the Life.
May we take a good look at
the manger, the walk of Jesus, the cross and the empty tomb, and His promise to return.
You will find that there is a red line
running all through the Bible and it is the blood of Jesus to wash away all
our iniquity.
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P.S. I shared this story at my church on Sunday morning, and when I sat down, our Pastor said, "We don't always agree with people's opinions about politics and I doubt very much if our schools are teaching our children to hate America and to embrace the Islam way of life."
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P.S. I shared this story at my church on Sunday morning, and when I sat down, our Pastor said, "We don't always agree with people's opinions about politics and I doubt very much if our schools are teaching our children to hate America and to embrace the Islam way of life."
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(Me again) The sad thing is that our schools began to fail many years ago when the Bible and prayer was removed from our schools. Muslims admit they are using a system called the "Trojan Horse." It is to slowly slip in a bit here and there until they finally take over. Many college students are refusing to say the pledge of Allegiance to our flag, and history books are being rewritten. It pays to do a Google search with the questions, "Are our children being taught to hate America and a second question, Are our children being taught to embrace Islam." It might surprise you what comes up when you do some research.
4 comments:
That was a good reminder where to search for the truth. Thanks for shating!
Yes, I understand. I've struggled with much to do with some of the Christmas issues, especially since I know the historic pieces. BUT I rejoice in and for the Lord and thoroughly lift Him above and above, no matter what other things are being shared around. Quite a world we live in!! As usual, you shared very nicely.
Update: God led me to leave that church and I now attend a church that is not afraid of Truth.
Earlier the year 2015 God was dealing with me to leave the traditional church, but I was comfortable there even with a few complaining that I shared during "joy time" too often and too much. Finally God said it is time to go back to your Pentecostal Roots so after searching, I found a church where I belong.
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