As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every
year there is a celebration in my honor
and I think that this year the celebration will be repeated. During
this time there are many people shopping for gifts,
there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part
of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and closer.
It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some
people think of me. As you know,
the celebration of my birthday began many years ago. At first people
seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I did for them,
but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the
celebration.
Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun, but they don't
know the meaning of the celebration.
I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor.
The dinner table was full of delicious foods,
pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and chocolates. The decorations were
exquisite and there were many, many beautifully wrapped gifts.
But, do you want to know something? I wasn't invited. I was the guest
of honor and they didn't remember to send me an invitation.
The party was for me, but when that great day came, I was left outside,
they closed the door in my face .... and I wanted to be with them and
share their table.
In truth, that didn't surprise me because in the last few years
all close their doors to me. Since I wasn't invited,
I decided to enter the party without making any noise. I went in and
stood in a corner. They were all drinking;
there were some who drank too much and telling jokes and laughing at
everything. They were having a grand time.
To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long white
beard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho!
He sat on the sofa and all the children ran to him, saying: "Santa
Claus, Santa Claus" .. as if the party were in his honor!
At 12 Midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended
my arms waiting for someone to hug me and ... do you know ..
no one hugged me. Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened
them one by one with great expectation. When all had been opened,
I looked to see if, maybe, there was one for me. What would you feel if
on your birthday everybody shared gifts and you did not get one?
I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and quietly left.
Every year it gets worse. People only remember to eat and drink,
the gifts, the parties and nobody remembers me.
I would like this Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life.
I would like that you recognize the fact that almost two thousand
years ago I came to this world to give my life for you, on the cross,
to save you. Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart.
I want to share something with you. As many didn't invite me to
their party, I will have my own celebration,
a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined, a spectacular party.
I'm still making the final arrangements. Today I am sending out
many invitations and there is an invitation for you.
I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for
you and write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.
Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party. Those who
don't answer the invite, will be left outside.
Be prepared because when all is ready you will be part of my great party.
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