Dusty

T hen he noticed the woman walking down the centeraisle. Her face was like a sheet.. "Pastor,"she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?"The pastor explained. The woman asked him to checkthe lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted intoit there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she hadmade this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria
T he 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 never saw her husband or her home again.
T he pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;but she made the pastor keep it for the church.The pastor insisted on driving her home, thatwas the least he could do.. She lived on the otherside of Staten Island and was only in Brooklynfor the day for a housecleaning job.
W hat a wonderful service they had on ChristmasEve. The church was almost full. The music and thespirit were great. At the end of the service, thepastor and his wife greeted everyone at the doorand many said that they would return.One older man, whom the pastor recognizedfrom the neighborhood continued to sit in one of thepews and stare, and the pastor wondered why hewasn't leaving.
T he 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.
H e told the pastor how the Nazis came, how heforced his wife to flee for her safety and he wassupposed to follow her, but he was arrested andput in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his homeagain all the 35 years in between.
T he pastor asked him if he would allow him totake him for a little ride. They drove to Staten
Island and to the same house where the pastorhad taken the woman three days earlier.
H e helped the man climb the three flights ofstairs to the woman's apartment, knocked onthe door and he saw the greatest Christmasreunion he could ever imagine.
T rue Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid

Who says God does not work in mysterious ways..

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Boanerges

Welcome back Dusty- I hope you had a great time! I have seen that article on the MountainWings web site- an awesome story to say the least!

Dusty

Thanks Brother Larry...... I had an awesome time. I just put a little of my trip in a thread for you to read.... Enjoy.

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Nathi

Thank you Jesus waht an awesome story...Welcome back Mom

.........Jesus is the same yersterday, today and tomorrow............

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He has just healed a lady from HIV/AIDS...what a mighty God we serve..she was even crying when she was testifying about this yersterday, Father God just healed her....wow God is great and there is power in the name JESUS..........

I Love You...Jesus I'll never leave you, I'll abinds in you, I'll loose everything just for you..i mean it and I mean it God the father, am not writing this just to fool forum memebers.

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Dusty

Hi my son...... Nice to hear from you. What a wonderful testimony. Yes we serve a mighty God. He kept me safe for the week's trip and brought me back home . Praise His name forever more.

Nathi , continue on in your wonderful journey with God and He is blessing you my son. You are not fooling people because I can sense your sincerity and your love for the Lord . The poems that the Holy Spirit gave you are evidence so please do not think you are writing foolish things.

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