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 was not 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 were drunk and telling jokes
and laughing at everything. They were having a great 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 seemed drunk. 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 you 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 invitation will be left outside.
Do you know how you can answer this invitation? It is by
extending it to others whom you care for...
I'll be waiting for all of you to attend my party this year...
See you soon.... I love you!