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Beautiful story....
makes you understand that things happen for a
reason
The
brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned
to their first ministry, to reopen a church
in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October
excited about their opportunities. When they
saw
their church, it was very run down and needed
much work. They set a goal to have everything
done in time to have their first service
on
Christmas Eve.
T hey
worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,
painting, etc, and on December 18
were ahead of schedule and just about finished.
O n
December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving
rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.
O n
the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.
His heart sank when he saw that the roof had
leaked, causing a large area of plaster about
20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall
of the
sanctuary just behind the pulpit,
beginning about head high.
T he pastor cleaned
up the mess on the floor,
and not knowing what else to do but postpone
the Christmas Eve service, headed home.
On the way he noticed that a local business was
having a flea market type sale for charity, so
he
stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,
handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth
with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross
embroidered right in the center. It was just
the right size to cover the hole in the front
wall. He bought it and headed back to the
church.
B y
this time it had started to snow. An older
woman running from the opposite direction was
trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The
pastor
invited her to wait in the warm church for
the next bus 45 minutes later..
She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the
pastor
while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put
up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The
pastor
could hardly believe how beautiful it looked
and
it covered up the entire problem area.
T hen
he noticed the woman walking down the center
aisle. Her face was like a sheet. "Pastor,"
she asked, "where did you get that
tablecloth?"
The pastor explained. The woman asked him to
check
the lower right corner to see if the initials,
EBG were
crocheted into
it there. They were. These were the initials
of
the
woman, and she had
made 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 she 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. That
was the least he could do. She lived on the
other
side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn
for the day for a housecleaning job.
W hat
a wonderful service they had on Christmas
Eve. The church was almost full. The music and
the
spirit were great. At the end of the service,
the
pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the
door
and many said that they would return.
One older man, whom the pastor recognized
from the neighborhood continued to sit in one
of the
pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he
wasn't leaving.
The
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 he
forced his wife to flee for her safety and he
was
supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and
put in a prison. He never saw his wife or his
home
again all the 35 years between.
T he
pastor asked him if he would allow him to
take him for a little ride. They drove to
Staten
Island and to the same house where the pastor
had taken the woman three days earlier.
H e
helped the man climb the three flights of
stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on
the door and he saw the greatest Christmas
reunion he could ever imagine.
T rue Story -
