My Favorite Christmas Story  

My Favorite Christmas Story
12/18/2006


My last Christmas with Mom

I have a special Christmas story in 2002 when I spent my last Christmas with my mom in which I didn't know then that the Lord would take her home in October 26, 2003. It was such a special time and so joyable to spend time with her when she was in the hospital. So we all had Christmas with her there and sang Christmas carols and you should have seen her face she was so happy to see all of together with her.

That day was such a wonderful and peaceful day it was what she wanted for all of her family to be together in peace and joy. I have missed her but I know she is with the angels rejoicing as she is looking down on me and seeing that I am ok and spending my first Christmas in my own new home with someone special that the Lord put in my life. But I can say that I have had alot of great Christmas stories but these two are special. I can say that the Lord has blessed me so much this past year. So Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Ruthie Timmons



These are a few of my Favorite Things

When I was a little child, and had 2 younger sisters. We were all excited the night before, and got up very early to see what was in our Christmas stockings. We had an orange, some candy, little books, a tiny doll. But the best surprise of all was that our father had hand made all of our Christmas presents that year. We all got a beautifully crafted pair of wooden stilts, all of them were made the right size for each of us! He also made a red wooden wagon to pull behind our bikes, and a see-saw for the back yard. We were the happiest and most blessed little children, and that Christmas was very special. A time when I realized what a wonderful blessing it was to have 2 wonderful parents who love you.

The second special Christmas was over here in Arkansas, many years later. Most of our children were grown up and left home. That year, they were all coming home for Christmas. I married an Arkansan, and he had 2 sons. The boys mother was an Alcoholic, drug user, and was generally left out of the boys life. We invited her and her family to our house for Christmas that year. Also in our house for Christmas that very special and blessed year, were, my ex-husband visiting his children from New Zealand, and my mother, and my mother-in-law. It was also one of the most memorable Christmas's I have ever experienced. I know we had the presence of God there too.
Judy Varnell



So happy we were alright and God spared our lives

December 16th 1985 was a night I will never forget. We had gone to my Christmas Party and when we got back home the power was out. We'd had the worst ice storm in twenty years. We were in a mobile home on three acres in Woodward, OK. My husband worked for Halliburton Services and there was little housing to be had so they financed the homes for their workers. It was less than a year old and 80' long x 14' wide, very nice.

We lit some candles and got the boys and ourselves to bed. The oldest son was ten and the youngest two. We had a King sized waterbed so we put the baby in bed with us for warmth.

Sometime later my husband woke me up and told me to get Michael and get out as our house was on fire. He said he'd get Daniel. I jumped up and put a jacket on over my gown and slipped on my snow boots. I grabbed the bedding and wrapped Michael up and ran out the back door. I jumped in the car with him and moved it back away from the fire. It seemed like forever until my husband came out with Daniel and when that door opened it fueled the fire something awful. It burned to the ground in less than 30 minutes tops.

Our tree, the presents our whole world burned in front of our eyes plus we were standing in a field of ice cycles it was bitter cold. After the firemen left and we had a good cry we found a Motel that would take pets as we had a very large dog at the time and wondered what in the world would happen to us. People from his work gave us some clothes and the community rallied around us it was awesome. I was so happy we were alright and God spared our lives....
Deb Fielder







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