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Bulletin for January 8, 2012

Scott and Megan Savage

 

 

 

Congratulations to Scott and Megan Savage on their wedding yesterday.  Keep them in prayer as they begin their life together as husband and wife. 

Just a reminder: there is a list in the vestibule of the monthly items being collected for Operation Christmas Child.  The month of January: hygiene items.

F A M I L Y

                   I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
                    'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.
  
                      He said, 'Please excuse me too;
                        I wasn't watching for you.'
  
                 We were very polite, this stranger and I.
                  We went on our way and we said goodbye.

                    But at home a different story is told,
                How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
  
                 Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
                     My son stood beside me very still.

                  When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
                'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown.

                   He walked away, his little heart broken.
                  I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
  
                         While I lay awake in bed,
                God's still small voice came to me and said,
  
                      'While dealing with a stranger,
                          common courtesy you use,
                but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
  
                     Go and look on the kitchen floor,
                You'll find some flowers there by the door.
  
                 Those are the flowers he brought for you.
               He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

               He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
           you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.'
  
                      By this time, I felt very small,
                      And now my tears began to fall.

                     I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
                  'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said.