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.
However, do you want to know something? I was not 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 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 the gifts, the parties,
to eat and drink, 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.
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 the 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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Got that from Ernie's/Irene's forwarded email. Thought it'd be appropriate to put it up.
ANYWAY. Tonight's party?
- Wet weather plan was put into motion.
- Stupid people didn't help and left us LCians to take in EVERYTHING when it started raining.
- The stable, the 3-D horse, lamb and pig was a job well-done, for a last minute thing.
- Those losers fought. Over food? LOL. And it got SO serious, Mr KLUMPS threw a chair, hitting the door.
- My UNCLE STARFISH came to the rescue, but then came someone who thought he has bigger balls in handling this crap. And then Mr Cockanathan came walking in machiam he fucking president of USA. *groan*
- Then everyone started blaming everyone else.. and made my uncle starfish upset.
ITS GON BE CHRISTMAS soon, ASSHooooooooLE. If this is the attitude you're gonna have for the holidays, or more like all your life - unless you change, you should just jolly well go AND die, and celebrate Xmas in hell. DID YOU GO FOR PENITENTIAL YET? My guess is not. But even if you did, you just sinned again. COS YOU HURT THOSE AROUND YOU. And guess what?.. Mr. S. A. Tan's waiting for you downstairs...
- Mr Crybaby then cried, made everything look ugly, ruined the whole mood of everyone, started few rumours, and made everyone start gossipping about NOTHING.
- Mr Crybaby's mama then came to the rescue, kpkb here and there.
- Amanda then came to me, told me she's not coming back ever again.
- I heard that SOME PEOPLE just love staring at HER. What? Jealous she got boobs and you don't ah? Or she can wear a top so low cut and not give a fuck? Fuck off laaa. Grow the fuck up. People want to fall in love, their problem right? Why so kpo here, kpo there, and make their life more difficult? Its not a sin for 2 people to fall in love, you know. Unless the other is married. But them two? Waaah.. sian.
- We sang like angels, or so I find.
- Crowd was fucking "appreciative".
- Everyone had fun during cleanup. People were sitting on the horse, Daryl abused the pig, the lamb kept falling down... the stable looked a mess, and we poured hay over Benedict when the photo taking session was over. Hah.
Basically? It wasn't something new. Just the usual, old, boring thing we have EVERY year. The lucky draw, kids making noise, pop music, coffee, tea, cra.. food [think of the kids in Africa and thank God you've got food.].... the jokes, the abrupt ending of carols.. SIGH.
Only difference? We've [LCians] done most of the things today. We came to prepare for everything, set everything up, make the animals, bring the stable in and out, serve food, sing, help out at games and lucky draw.... and we cleaned up.
If those losers were doing it.. they'd be complaining even before Mary "gave birth" to Jesus in the Nativity Play.
3 cheers for all the LCians.
We so-fucking-rock.
PS: Oh, and if anyone got offended when I threw a black face cos SOME people refused to help us when we were helpless, and if I happened to scream or scold or talk to anyone in a harsh tone, I'm sorry, alright? Its just that I had to run so many errands here and there, like while fixing the horse, I had to do the sheep, and when I had to do the animals touch-up, I had to do the Census sign and the INN sign was not even completed.... that kinda thing. It just drove me mad. And when I had to go out on the rain and get soaked just because of the Lector's $150 cardboard boxes, and to retrieve the star which was hanging on the tree, and help carry in the ladder which was so fucking heavy it injured my shoulder, and then I couldn't even take a shower.... I was in a bad mood at that time cos of all the bad stuff piling on top of one another. So yeah. I'm Sorry guys. Hope everyone had fun still.. :)
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