| 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. 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 will see us through..
 So 
                                              when the road you're traveling on 
                                              seems difficult at best...
 Just remember I'm here praying and 
                                              God will do the rest.
 Pass 
                                              this on to those you want God to 
                                              bless and don't forget to send it 
                                              back to the one who asked God to 
                                              bless you 
                                              first.  When 
                                              there is nothing left but God, That 
                                              is when you find out that God is 
                                              all you need. Take 60 seconds and 
                                              give this a shot! All you do is 
                                              simply say the following small prayer 
                                              for the person who sent you this.  
                                               
                                                Father, 
                                                  God, bless all my friends and 
                                                  family in what ever it is that 
                                                  You know they may be needing 
                                                  this day! May their life be 
                                                  full of your peace, prosperity 
                                                  and power as he/she seeks to 
                                                  have a closer 
                                                  relationship with you. Amen. 
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