The Bible tells us that suddenly the shepherds heard the angels singing praise. In the midst of all your struggles, activities and responsibilities I pray that you receive a suddenly moment from God this Christmas! Merry Christmas and God bless you always!
What a lovely and very different idea for Christmas at this nursing home! The young children with the elderly connects the generations for Christmas. The idea of dance focuses everyone’s attention on the theme of Christ and His night. Even those who cannot hear well can enjoy the “Steps of Grace” children. Bravo!!! what a Christmas treat!!
He took him in his arms and blessed God and said: “Lord, now You are letting Your servant depart in peace, According to Your word; For my eyes have seen Your salvation Luke 2:28-30
And coming in that instant she gave thanks to the Lord, and spoke of Him to all those who looked for redemption in Jerusalem Luke 2:38
“Why am I still here” is one of the most asked questions by our precious people at the nursing home. Their neighbor sleeps just eight feet away. Some cannot see. Legs that once hiked miles up woodland trails and arms that once held sick children all through the night are now too weak to hold or walk. Every day blends into the next. I am reminded of the dedication day of Jesus in the temple. There waited Anna and Simeon. They had served in the temple for decades just as many of our dear saints in the wheelchairs at Allied Nursing Home. They have sung in the choirs, helped with the missions programs and cared for children of the church. Now few remember them and fewer still come to visit. But the secret of the faith of these two elderly saints was that they knew that one day Jesus would come for them! So whether you are going this Christmas to bring comfort and joy to the nursing homes or if you are seated in a wheel chair, remember that we all have the same hope. Our hope was cradled in the manger of Bethlehem and He still comes for those who wait for Him!
“They also serve who only stand and wait” John Milton
Ever since my father died five days before Christmas in 2011, the holiday season has been bittersweet for me. He also spent Thanksgiving of that year in the hospital, so both holidays are associated with sickness and death. But each year, there are stories that reinforce the wonder of the holiday season and lift my […]
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