NOT ME AGAIN!

HELLO EVERY ONE HERE IS ANOTHER NOT ME MONDAY I WILL CALL THIS THE HOLIDAY EDITION CHRISTMAS NOT ME ONE!

I AM NOT DOING MY NOT ME MONDAY POST ON SUNDAY BECAUSE I WILL BE OUT ALL DAY ON MONDAY FINISHING UP ON ERRANDS AND WILL NOT HAVE TIME TO POST.

I DID NOT ENJOY CHRISTMAS SERVICE SO MUCH TODAY . SERVICE WAS BEYOND GOOD AND I DID NOT GIVE OUT A LITTLE SOMETHING TO ALL THE WONDERFUL HELPERS THAT HAVE HELPED OUT WITH MY CHILDREN THIS YEAR. AT OUR CHURCH WE HAVE A WONDERFUL CARING VOLUNTEERS. GOD BLESS THEM THEY HELP OUT WITH THE CHILDREN SO I CAN WORSHIP AND HELP OUT IN MY DAUGHTERS CHOIR .

I WAS NOT HUMBLED TO RECEIVE THIS ONE SPECIAL GIFT THIS CHRISTMAS THAT WAS SO MEANINGFUL TO EVERY ONE IN OUR FAMILY. IT DID NOT MAKE ME CRY AT ALL. WHO AM I KIDDING YES I DID I WAS CRYING . WHAT A WONDERFUL MEANING THIS HAD. IF YOU GET A ORANGE FROM SOME ONE DO NOT THINK IT IS A NOT WORTHY GIFT IT IS MOST LIKELY MORE MEANINGFUL THEN ANYTHING YOU WILL BE GIFTED UNDER YOUR TREE SO I WILL SHARE IT WITH ALL OF YOU .I HOPE THAT YOU DO CRY TOO! THANK YOU MS.N YOUR GIFTS WAS SO DEEPLY TOUCHING AND SO MEANINGFUL. AND GABBY LOVED THE SANTA KOOKY AND EMMA LOVED THE BOOK THEY READ IT TOGETHER BEFORE BED TIME THAT WAS SO THOUGHTFUL OF YOUR FAMILY TO THINK OF MINE.

SANTA/CHRISTMAS STORIES TO SHARE

CHRISTMAS ORANGE
Sometimes it is easy to forget the true meaning of Christmas. The busy traditions of the season and the appealing advertisements for material goods can leave the pure and simple truths far, far behind.
Jake was nine years old with tousled brown hair with blue eyes as bright as a heavenly angel. For as long as Jake could remember he had lived within the walls of a poor orphanage. He was just one of ten children supported by what meager contributions the orphan home could obtain in a continuous struggle seeking donations from townsfolk.
There was very little to eat, but at Christmas time there always seemed to be a little more than usual to eat, the orphanage seemed a little warmer, and it was time for a little holiday enjoyment. But more than this, there was the Christmas orange!
Christmas was the only time of year that such a rare treat was provided and it was treasured by each child like no other food admiring it, feeling it, prizing it and slowly enjoying each juicy section. Truly, it was the light of each orphan's Christmas and their best gift of the season. How joyful would be the moment when Jake received his orange!
Unknown to him, Jake had somehow managed to track a small amount of mud on his shoes through the front door of the orphanage, muddying the new carpet. He hadn't even noticed. Now it was too late and there was nothing he could do to avoid punishment. The punishment was swift and unrelenting. Jake would not be allowed his Christmas orange! It was the only gift he would receive from the harsh world he lived in, yet after a year of waiting for his Christmas orange, is was to be denied him.
Tearfully, Jake pleaded that he be forgiven and promised never to track mud into the orphanage again, but to no avail. He felt hopeless and totally rejected. Jake cried into his pillow all that night and spent Christmas Day feeling empty and alone. He felt that the other children didn't want to be with a boy who had been punished with such a cruel punishment. Perhaps they feared he would ruin their only day of happiness. Maybe, he reasoned, the gulf between him and his friends existed because they feared he would ask for a little of their oranges. Jake spent the day upstairs, alone, in the unheated dormitory. Huddled under his only blanket, he read about a family marooned on an island. Jake wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life on an isolated island, if he could only have a real family that cared about him.
Bedtime came, and worst of all, Jake couldn't sleep. How could he say his prayers? How could there be a God in Heaven that would allow a little soul such as his, to suffer so much all by himself? Silently, he sobbed for the future of mankind that God might end the suffering in the world, both for himself and all others like him.
As he climbed back into bed from the cold, hard floor, a soft hand touched Jake's shoulder, startling him momentarily and an object was silently placed in his hands. The giver disappeared into the darkness, leaving Jake with what, he did not immediately know!
Looking closely at it in the dim light, he saw that it looked like an orange! Not a regular orange, smooth and shiny, but a special orange, very special. Inside a patched together peal were the segments of nine other oranges, making one whole orange for Jake! The nine other children in the orphanage had each donated one segment of their own precious oranges to make a whole orange as a gift for Jake.
Sharing what we truly value is the true spirit of Christmas. Our Heavenly Father gave us His beloved Son. May we, like the children in the orphanage, find ways to share His love with others less blessed.
Rewritten from an anonymous source by Laura Martin-Buhler

WE DID NOT START A NEW TRADITION MAKING GINGER BREAD HOUSES THIS YEAR . GABBY DID NOT DO THIS ALL BY HER SELF. AND SHE DID NOT DO A AWESOME JOB NO NOT AT ALL .NOT GABBY . YES SHE DID WHAT A TALENTED DAUGHTER I HAVE. SHE MADE THIS HOUSE LOOK BEAUTIFUL AND WAS SO EXCITED MAKING IT .

I DID NOT JUST FINISH MY CHRISTMAS SHOPPING THIS EVENING I CAN FINALLY SAY I AM DONE . THANKS BE TO GOD .

I MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT TRY TO TAKE EMMA TO SEE THE BIG HO, HO, HO ,MAN ( HER NAME FOR SANTA) TO SEE IF THIS ONE TIME I COULD GET THAT SANTA PICTURE! NOPE NOT ME AFTER CRYING ONE TIME DO YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE LEARNED MY LESSON? I THINK NOT I DID I TRIED AGAIN AND WAITED 10 TO 15 MINUETS AND WHEN WE WERE UP THERE SHE CRIED AND HELD ME LIKE IF I WAS ASKING HER TO JUMP OUT OF A PLAIN IT WAS NOT HAPPENING OH WELL I SETTLE FOR THIS ONE PICTURE EVEN IF I IN IT HOLDING MY SCARED LITTLE GIRL! MAYBE NEXT YEAR!!

I DID NOT TAKE SUCH A AWESOME PICTURE OF MY CHILDREN THIS WEEK END AND MAKE MY OWN CHRISTMAS CARDS . YES I DID AND I'M SO EXCITED AND MY HUBBY SAID HE IS LOOKING IN TO SIGNING ME UP FOR PHOTOGRAPHY CLASSES, I'M NOT EXCITED AT ALL THAT I LABELED MY PICTURES MICHELL LEE'S PHOTOGRAPHY . I WAS NOT AT ALL EXCITED . NOPE NOT ME.

HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR . I WILL NOT BE DOING ANOTHER NOT ME POST UNTIL 2009. SO HAVE A HAPPY HOLIDAY AND A WONDERFUL NEW YEAR EVERY ONE .MAY YOU BE BLESSED AND ENJOY YOURSELVES. GOD BLESS.