Calvin Synod Herald, 2003 (104. évfolyam, 3-12. szám)
2003-11-01 / 11-12. szám
CALVIN SYNOD HERALD 10 Áldásos ^Karácsonyi cÜnnepeket QKívánunkl oMerry ffhristmas! WILLIAM PENN ASSOCIATION Fraternal Life Insurance and Annuities 709 Brighton Road, Pittsburgh, PA 15233 Phone:412-231-2979 Toll-free: 1-800-848-PENN (7366) Fax:412-231-8535 JfMÁLDOTT KARÁCSONYI ÜNNEPEKET KÍVÁNUNK m MINDEN MAGYAR TESTVÉRÜNKNEK! A-k 1921 óta gondozzuk magyar testvéreinket szép, dombos, vidéki környezetben. Gondos ápolással, rendszeres programokkal, magyar nyelvű istentisztelet és lelkész szolgálattal ápoljuk testvéreinket. Medicaid/Medicare igazolt. NYUGDÍJAS FALU • ÖREGEK OTTHONA IDEIGLENES ÁPOLÁS - HOSSZÚTÁVÚ ÁPOLÁS | BLESSED CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR KjjjLHUNGAR1AN BROTHERS AND SISTERS! We’ve been caring for our brothers and sisters since 1921, in a beautiful, rural environment. We provide loving nursing care, cultural programs, Hungarian Church Services and on-site Ministry. Medicaid/Medicare approved facilities. RETIREMENT VILLAGE ASSISTED LIVING FACILITIES SHORT-TERM • LONG-TERM NURSING CARE Bethlen Home 125 Kalassay Drive • Ligonier, PA 15858 e-mail: revimref« bethlen.com phone: 724-238-6711 Rev. Imre A. Bertalan Michael Walker Executive Director Administrator (Continued from page 9) again. “Our last stop is Duke’s Trailer Court. We’ve got a panda for a youngster out there. Let’s see - it’s the third trailer on the fifth row.” “Merry Christmas!” said A1 and Johnnie as they were greeted at the trailer door. “Oh, you are Santa helpers,” said the young man. “Our little Tony was afraid Santa could not come since we have no chimney this year. Won’t he love this panda! Thank you for coming out on Christmas Eve this way. We really couldn’t hide this big creature very well in the trailer.” “Yes, we do thank you,” said the young mother joining her husband. “May your Christmas be a happy one. You’ve given so much joy tonight that I am sure you know Christmas comes everywhere that there is love in human hearts.” “All done at 10:45!” gloated Al. “Where to now, my friend?” “We are just in time for the Christmas service at the Church, Johnnie answered. “So let’s slip in near the door.” As the two sank into their seats the coir and organ peeled forth “Joy To The World” followed by “It Came Upon The Midnight Clear.” “Oh ye, beneath life’s crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: 0 rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing. ” “That was meant for us on Christmas Eve,” whispered Al, his flippant attitude gone. Johnnie’s loneliness left him. “The half wistful memory of other years when there had been a family and parties, his sister back from college and the relatives gathering for Christmas in the distant state that had been home, changed. The glad thought “Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight” filled his heart.. “Yes,” Johnnie replied as they both watched the tall minister as he began the now traditional retelling of the story, “The Man Who Owned The Stable” he had written his first Christmas as pastor in that city: “I am a stranger here; so strange that you may wonder at my presence. Perhaps you have never even thought of me. I am really not surprised, for as you celebrate this Christmas season your mind is occupied by so many persons much more important than I, that it would hardly be worth your while to level a single thought at me. “Nevertheless, I am human enough to have dreamed these many years of how it might feel to stand in the presence of people and relate to them the things I know about the birth of the Christ Child. That is why I am here. I have not come to claim a place for myself beside the shepherds of the field, and Mary and Joseph, and the Wise Men of the East. These persons should live alone and together in your heart. For fear that your graciousness might tempt you to lift me to their plane, I must forbid that you even know my name. It is enough for you to know that I am the man who owned the stable.”* *quoted from The Man Who Owned The Stable by Armand L. Currie.
