WISHING YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS

It's A wonderful day , the sun is out, the rain has stopped and of course the stores are all busy with folks shopping for that special gift for the loved one.  It has been a trying year but with God right beside me I am thankful for so many great blessings.  I want to take this time to wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas.

Barbara
Hugs xoxo

A MERRY CHRISTMAS WISH

What a wonderful time of the year as the Christmas lights twinkle all around us and the smell of the Holiday in the air.  It is time for Family, Friends and ole saint Nick himself.  You say, "Ole saint Nick, really", Why yes of course  I BELIEVE.

I want to say a big Thank You so much to my blogger friend, Stephanie at The "Enchanting  Rose, You need to check out her blog "  The Enchanting Rose" as she is a wonderful blogger .  Take a look at the beuatiful things she sent me-

Thank you again sweet lady.  The little tags and of course the tree  lace ornament.

Wishing you a wonderful Holiday season

A BEAUTIFUL CHRISTMAS STORY

The Tablecloth ~ An Amazing Christmas Story

The brand new pastor and his wife, were newly assigned to their first ministry. They were supposed to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn. They 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, postponed the Christmas Eve service and 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 centre. 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 centre aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. "Pastor," she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?" The pastor explained. Then 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 she never saw her husband or their 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, doing 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 neighbourhood 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 prison.. He never saw his wife or his home again in all these 35 years.

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.

Author Unknown



FALL IS IN THE AIR

Can you believe that Fall is here?  I do think it is my favorite time of year.  Getting ready for the Holidays is always so much fun.  I am thinking soon I will do my fruit cake and fruit cake cookies as I seem to wait to the very last minute.  

Hubby and I went for a ride and as you can see the Cotton is all bloomeed out.  Sometimes when it is alot more of the cotton it will look like a blanket os snow.  This is one sign that ole man winter isn't to for behind.

My mind just want work today so I will be back when I can think more of what to share with you.
Barbara

WELL, THAT IS A DEEP SUBJECT

well, as I stated this is a deep subject.  I still can't get some of my pictures to load.  I want to just pull my hair out,

I know it is a simple thing to fix but for the life of me I can not figure it out.  Oh, it is just a few more grey hair I have added to my very much grey hair now.

So on to another subject-

The hubby found this at a yard sale the other day.  It is really unique and I just might have to keep this myself.  What do you think?  To keep or not to keep that is the question?

I am a vintage gal for sure  anything that is old is for me, now now, not my age but all the nice antique items I find.  I remember when I had to clean out my parents house and all the old stuff I either gave away or threw out.  Oh why did I do that, today all the STUFF is surre worth some money.  I would give anything to have a few pieces back.  Well, another ole saying, Don't cry over spilt milk.

I can sure tell that Fall is just around the corner, each day I look to see if it has made it to my house as it is still so darn HOT.

Looking forward to the cooler days

everyone, thanks for stopping by and reading my silly blog.  Sometimes the ole brain just thinks slow. Give someone a smile, it just might make their day as well as yours.

Barbara

A SATURDAY HOWDY FROM SUNNY FLORIDA

Morning Friends and Family,  I started my day off with coffee and mind ya 2 cups at that.  Then it was off to WalMart for some more Yarn to finish a Afghan.  I wonder what your day will be like?

 I do know it is laundry but I keep telling myself, tomorrow is another day.  The hubby says where are my shorts and I  say, in the laundry.  Oh well, like I said tomorrow is another day.  By the way, did you know that tomorrow never comes?

I found this at a yard sale and hubby says now where you going to put that?  I will never tell.  gotta love those yard sales.

I have been pulling my hair out looking for a book I know I had.  OK now fess up, did you take my book?  Lol.

well I am being silly so time to get off this puter and get something done,

Until later, 

Barbara

THE BEGINNING OF FALL

Hello and welcome,
well today is the first of September, before long the leaves will all trun their colors of browns, orange, yellows and oh the beauty of Fall.  I have to say this is my favorite part of the seasons.  The hubby and I took a ride the other day into the country and we could see the cotton blooms beginning to open up.  Once they are all in bloom it is like looking at a field of white snow.  Maybe i will get you a picture soon so you can see for yourself the beauty of the cotton.

I think of the days back when I went to the little red school house.  This was where I got my start of my future life and what I would become as a lady in the world.

I have so many memories of this school house.  If only the children today could just get a taste of our world I would hope they would want to be there also just as we were.

Oh my, do you rremember the S&H stamps?  My mother would lick and paste into her book and once it was full would pick out a prize she wanted from saving them.  The more you saved the better the  item to pick from.  I don't think anything like this is in our world today.

Just a short note to say welcome in the month of September.  I hope yours will be a great one and you find much happiness in the days to come.

Just Me
Barbara