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Marge went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter:
Dear Marge:
I'm going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I'd like to stop by for a visit.
Love Always, Jesus
Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. "Why would the Lord want to visit me? I'm nobody special. I don't have anything to offer."
With that thought, Marge remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. "Oh my goodness, I really don't have anything to offer. I'll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner." She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five dollars and forty cents. "Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least." She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk... leaving Marge with grand total twelve cents to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.
"Hey lady, can you help us, lady?" Marge had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags.
"Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it's getting cold and we're getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us. Lady, we'd really appreciate it."
Marge looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.
"Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I'm having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him."
"Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway."
The man put his arm around the woman's shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Marge felt a familiar twinge in her heart.
"Sir, wait!" The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. "Look, why don't you take this food. I'll figure out something else to serve my guest."
She handed the man her grocery bag.
"Thank you lady. Thank very much!" "Yes, thank you!" It was the man's wife, and Marge could see now that she was shivering. "You know, I've got another coat at home. Here, why don't you take this one." Marge unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman's shoulders. Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street... without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest.
"Thank you lady! Thank you very much!"
Marge was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him.
She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox.
"That's odd. The mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day." She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.
Dear Marge:
It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.
Love Always, Jesus
The air was still cold,but even without her coat, Marge no longer noticed.
If you love Jesus, post this. Do not ignore this message. The mantra must leave your hands within 96 hours. You will get a very pleasant surprise.
This is true, even if you are not superstitious.
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| whoa! it's been a long time since i've blogged in this thingy. hah! well, MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS! HAVE A SAFE AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!...my christmas eve and christmas was fun. i think i'm not goingto be blogging in here anymore cuz i have myspace. well, by3! | | |
| g0sh, i'm completely destroyed..iiiiiiiiihhhhhaaaaattttteeeettttthhhhhiiiiissss.
practice sucks and i'm starting to dislike mrs. gardner. sometimes i feel like quiting. today, i lied to her. i told her i felt like vomitting. hah! i was just tired. i so wasn't acting like it either. man, i want to tell my mom to call her and complain. i'm serious. and dang, i don't care if i don't get five, yet i try my hardest [sometimes] i don't give....anyway, today was ugh, but then cool? i don't know, but yeah, after i faked it, i wanted to watch the basketball game but i had to go to band cuz of the parade. i walked in looking like a poor child. my braids were messed up, i was walking really slow and yeah. haha. i had kayla c. do my braids. elsiemae did them but it got messy. thankz elsie! you got a lot of compliments. after the parade, i saw my peers. hehe, it was so co0l. when we got to the bus, i heard someone yell 'go chell3!' i was llike, who's that? when we were done, brittany goes, where's chelle?! i'm like, *shocked* brittany!? then i saw her, and like we hella hugged each other tight. man, i miss that chica, forreal. i haven't seen her in a long time. i also saw tweenie, jayren, meesh [monisha], and jeff. man, why wasn't lysser there? aww. i miss her too. including adrienne and everybody else. i want someone to have a get together after finals and like i just want to go to memory lane and talk about our times together. share laughs and memories. aww. anyway, enough of my whatever you call it. sorry, i've been a bit off this month and last month. oh yeah, on wednesday, we had a keyboarding competition. darn, i didn't make it the next round. i was hoping i would but i went against the people i knew. we all choked. we got like thirty something errors. it was funny. we wanted another chance but we couldn't. dang, i messed it all up. me and jason messed it up. we were top 2 but then we both choked, so maren took our spot. how embarrasing. i don't know where i stand now. oh well. anyway, changing the subject... my weekend's going to be busy, i guess. tomorrow, mi familia clean la casa, put x-mas lights, my mathematician project is due on monday, i needa go to stacy's house to help decorate for the titan holiday event, get sleep, read my book, practice for band for finals, study for finals, practice dribbling skillz, and that's about it, i guess. also, i'm not sure if i want to run for second semester senate cuz i want to work in the cafeteria. if vera lets me work for breakfast then i would, but then again, second semester is fun. not very stressful, attends field trips. i dont really know cuz it was a waste of time having to go to the doctor just to get a tb test and then my mom complains about not helping her. yeah, welpz, imma end it right here, so by3! | | |
| whoa! long time no write. haha. schedule's not that busy, however, too lazy to write. nothing important. i'll prolly blog when something important happened. happy belated everything. haha.
upcoming events:
dec. 3: Parade
dec. 6: Titan Holiday, please come! admission: used clothes, blankets, toys, food.
dec. 8: Happy Birthday Lauralee!
dec. 9-11: Buchanan Tourney, DHS Winter Formal
dec. 15-17: Finals, Happy Birthday Beau! Happy Birthday Mary! I think, last week of senate. =`[
dec. 18: Happy Birthday Sabrina! Miner Invite.
dec. 21: Happy Birthday Myrielle!
dec. 25: Have a Happy Merry Christmas?! Makes sense? si o no?
dec. 28: Happy Birthday Lloyd!
dec. 31: Happy Birthday Maren, Leslie, Scott! New Year's Eve!
wow!
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