IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME

It's Christmas time at our house, and we're putting up the tree.
I wish I could find some simple way to remember God's gift to me.
Some little sign or symbol to show friends stopping by.
The little babe was born one day but he really came to die.
Some symbol of His nail-pierced hands, the blood He shed for me.
What if I hung a nail on my shining Christmas Tree?
I know it was His love for us that held Him to a tree,
But when I see this simple nail Ill know He died for me.
It may seem strange at Christmas time to think of nails and wood,
But both were used in Jesus' life to bring us something good.
From manger bed, to crown of thorns, to death on Calvary,
God used the wood and nails of men to set all people free.

Author unknown.

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There was a very gracious lady who was mailing an old family Bible to her brother in another part of the country. "Is there anything breakable in here?" Asked the postal clerk. "Only the Ten Commandments" answered the lady.

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SEEN ON A CHURCH NOTICE BOARD

When you were born, your parents brought you here.
When you were married, your parents brought you here.
When you die, your family will bring you here.
Why not try coming on your own sometime?!

 
All sent by Margaret Holmes