Today is Wednesday, December 21st, 2005; Karen's Korner #698
I received this 'letter' from Jim Bossard last year near Christmas time; and I got another copy this year from another friend. So it is time to share it:
A letter from Jesus
As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year there
is a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration
will be repeated. During this time there are many people shopping for
gifts, there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every
part of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer
and closer.
It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year,
some people think of me. As you know, the celebration of my birthday began
many years ago. At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of
all that I did for them, but in these times, no one seems to know the
reason for the celebration. Family and friends get together and have a lot
of fun, but they don't know the meaning of the celebration. I remember that
last year there was a great feast in my honor. The dinner table was full
of delicious foods, pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and chocolates. The
decorations were exquisite and there were many, many beautifully wrapped
gifts.
But, do you want to know something? I wasn't invited. I was the
guest of honor and they didn't remember to send me an invitation. The
party was for me, but when that great day came, I was left outside, they
closed the door in my face....and I wanted to be with them and share their
table. In truth, that didn't surprise me because in the last few years all
close their doors to me.
Since I wasn't invited, I decided to enter the
party without making any noise. I went in and stood in a corner. They
were all drinking; there were some who were drunk and telling jokes and
laughing at everything. They were having a grand time. To top it all,
this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long white beard entered the
room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed drunk. He sat on the sofa and all the
children ran to him, saying: "Santa Claus, Santa Claus"...as if the party
were in his honor! At 12 Midnight all the people began to hug each other; I
extended my arms waiting for someone to hug me and...do you know...no one
hugged me.
Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by
one with great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if,
maybe, there was one for me. What would you feel if on your birthday
everybody shared gifts and you did not get one? I then understood that I
was unwanted at that party and quietly left. Every year it gets worse.
People only remember to eat and drink, the gifts, the parties and nobody
remembers me.
I would like this Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life. I
would like that you recognize the fact that almost two thousand years ago I
came to this world to give my life for you, on the cross, to save you.
Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart.
I want to share something with you. As many didn't invite me to their party,
I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined, a
spectacular party. I'm still making the final arrangements.
Today I am sending out many invitations and there is an invitation for you.
I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for you
and write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.
Only those on then guest list will be invited to the party.
Those who don't answer the invite,
will be left outside. Be prepared because when all is ready you will be
part of my great party.
See you soon.
I Love you!
Jesus
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