Forum breadcrumbs - You are here:WeLoveGod RallysPublic Forums: idea-central"Brown Bag Christmas Story" Thurs …
You need to log in to create posts and topics.
"Brown Bag Christmas Story" Thursday
1,544 Posts
#1 · December 15, 2005, 12:10 pm
Quote from Forum Archives on December 15, 2005, 12:10 pmPosted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
"Brown Bag Christmas Story"I asked our newlywed Sunday School class to share a favorite Christmas story,
Carrie Fuller said, "Our family has one we call the 'brown bag Christmas.'"
When she finished, I had to hear more. Two days later, I called a member of
her family for more details.It was the early 1930s during the Dust Bowl days of Kansas, in the heart of
the Depression. The Canaday family---Mom, Dad, 7 children---were having a
tough time existing, so there would be no luxuries at Christmas that year.
Mom told the children to go outside and find a Christmas tree and decorate
it. After a lengthy search, they returned with a dead branch, the only thing
they had been able to find. They stood it up in a bucket of sand and decorated
it with pieces of paper tied with string. Little Judy, almost four, did not
know how a Christmas tree was supposed to look, but somehow she knew it was
not like that!As Christmas approached, the Canaday children, like children everywhere,
pestered Mom and Dad about what presents they might get under their "tree."
Dad pointed out that the pantry was bare, that they did not have enough to
live on, and there certainly would be no money for gifts. But Mom was a
woman of faith and told her children, "Say your prayers. Ask God to send us
what He wants us to have." Dad said, "Now, Mother, don't be getting the
children's hopes up. You're just setting them up for a disappointment."
Mom said, "Pray, children. Tell Jesus." And pray they did.On Christmas Eve, the children watched out the window for visitors, but no
one came. "Blow out the lamp and go to bed", Dad said. "Nobody is going to
come. No one even knows we're out here."The children turned out the lamp and got in bed, but they were too excited
to sleep. Was this not Christmas? Had they not asked God to send them the
presents He wanted them to have? Did Mom not say God answers prayer?Late that night, when one of the children spotted headlights coming down
the dirt road, everyone jumped out of bed and ran to the window. The commotion
woke up Mom and Dad. "Don't get excited, children," Dad said. "They're
probably not coming here. It's just someone who got lost." The children kept
hoping and the car kept coming. Then, Dad lit a lamp. They all wanted to
rush to the door at the same time, but Mr. Canaday said, "Stay back.
I'll go." Someone got out of the car and called, "I was wondering if someone
here can help me unload these bags." The children dashed out the door to
lend a hand. Mom said to her youngest, "Stay here, Judy, and help Mom open
the bags and put up the gifts."A deacon from the church in town had gone to bed that Christmas Eve, and
lay there tossing and turning, unable to g et the Canaday family off his
mind. Later, he said, "I didn't know what kind of shape you folks were in,
but I knew you had all those kids." He had gotten up and dressed and went
around town, rousing people from their sleep to ask for a contribution for
the Canaday family. He filled his car with bags of groceries, canned goods,
toys, and clothing. Little Judy got a rag doll which remained her favorite
for years.With so much food, Dad wanted to have a Christmas feast, to spread it all
out and eat as they had never eaten before. Mom, ever the caretaker, said,
"No, we need to make this last." And it did last, for weeks.The next Sunday, Mrs. Canaday stood in church and told what the members---and
one deacon in particular---had done for her family. There was not a dry eye
in the house.Years later, the oldest sister Eva wrote up this story about her family for
a school project. Eva said, "We were so thrilled by all the wonderful things
in the bags, for a while; we lost sight of the most special gift. The best
gift that Christmas was not in brown bags at all. It was Mom's faith, as
she taught her children to bring their needs to Jesus and trust Him to meet
them. And a Dad's love that wanted only to protect his children from hurt
and disappointment."When Carrie finished telling her story, she added, "Little Judy is my
wonderful grandmother." Today, Judy Canaday Dryden lives in Sanger, Texas.
As she relived this event from seventy years ago over the phone, one could
hear the tear in her voice and feel her pride in being the recipient of
such a precious heritage from her mother and father.At Christmas, we celebrate praying mothers and caring fathers and believing
children. We give thanks for sensitive deacons and generous friends and
sleepless nights. And we praise God for the hard times that teach unforgettable
lessons, stories of faithfulness that get told and retold through the years
inspiring each new generation to place their faith in a loving Savior.
Author Unknown"Recipe for Christmas"
1 family praying together
1/2 cup Hugs4 teaspoons Kisses
4 cups Love
1 cup Special Holiday Cheer
3/4 cup Peace on Earth
3 teaspoons Christmas Spirit
2 cups Goodwill Toward Man
1 Sprig of Mistletoe
1 medium-size bag of Christmas Snowflakes (the regular kind won't do!)
Mix hugs, kisses, smiles and love until consistent. Blend in
holiday cheer,
peace on earth, Christmas spirits and good will toward men. Use the
mixture to fill a
large, warm heart, where it can be stored for a lifetime, (it never
goes bad!).
Serve as desired under mistletoe, sprinkled liberally with special
Christmas
Snow-flakes. It is especially good when accompanied by Christmas
Carols and family
get-togethers. Serve to one and all!
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and BarbaraNecessary Legal InformationWe do not mail idea-central unsolicited. If you are receiving this newsletter from us it's because you have subscribed to this mailing list. If you receive this newsletter and are not a subscriber then someone, other than us, has forwarded it to you.Normal Subscribe: idea-central-subscribe@welovegod.org
Normal Unsubscribe: idea-central-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Web Subscribe: idea-central-allow-subscribe@welovegod.org
Web Unsubscribe: idea-central-allow-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Email Group Owner: idea-central-owner@associate.com-- To unsubscribe, send ANY message to: idea-central-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
"Brown Bag Christmas Story"
I asked our newlywed Sunday School class to share a favorite Christmas story,
Carrie Fuller said, "Our family has one we call the 'brown bag Christmas.'"
When she finished, I had to hear more. Two days later, I called a member of
her family for more details.
Carrie Fuller said, "Our family has one we call the 'brown bag Christmas.'"
When she finished, I had to hear more. Two days later, I called a member of
her family for more details.
It was the early 1930s during the Dust Bowl days of Kansas, in the heart of
the Depression. The Canaday family---Mom, Dad, 7 children---were having a
tough time existing, so there would be no luxuries at Christmas that year.
Mom told the children to go outside and find a Christmas tree and decorate
it. After a lengthy search, they returned with a dead branch, the only thing
they had been able to find. They stood it up in a bucket of sand and decorated
it with pieces of paper tied with string. Little Judy, almost four, did not
know how a Christmas tree was supposed to look, but somehow she knew it was
not like that!
the Depression. The Canaday family---Mom, Dad, 7 children---were having a
tough time existing, so there would be no luxuries at Christmas that year.
Mom told the children to go outside and find a Christmas tree and decorate
it. After a lengthy search, they returned with a dead branch, the only thing
they had been able to find. They stood it up in a bucket of sand and decorated
it with pieces of paper tied with string. Little Judy, almost four, did not
know how a Christmas tree was supposed to look, but somehow she knew it was
not like that!
As Christmas approached, the Canaday children, like children everywhere,
pestered Mom and Dad about what presents they might get under their "tree."
Dad pointed out that the pantry was bare, that they did not have enough to
live on, and there certainly would be no money for gifts. But Mom was a
woman of faith and told her children, "Say your prayers. Ask God to send us
what He wants us to have." Dad said, "Now, Mother, don't be getting the
children's hopes up. You're just setting them up for a disappointment."
Mom said, "Pray, children. Tell Jesus." And pray they did.
pestered Mom and Dad about what presents they might get under their "tree."
Dad pointed out that the pantry was bare, that they did not have enough to
live on, and there certainly would be no money for gifts. But Mom was a
woman of faith and told her children, "Say your prayers. Ask God to send us
what He wants us to have." Dad said, "Now, Mother, don't be getting the
children's hopes up. You're just setting them up for a disappointment."
Mom said, "Pray, children. Tell Jesus." And pray they did.
On Christmas Eve, the children watched out the window for visitors, but no
one came. "Blow out the lamp and go to bed", Dad said. "Nobody is going to
come. No one even knows we're out here."
one came. "Blow out the lamp and go to bed", Dad said. "Nobody is going to
come. No one even knows we're out here."
The children turned out the lamp and got in bed, but they were too excited
to sleep. Was this not Christmas? Had they not asked God to send them the
presents He wanted them to have? Did Mom not say God answers prayer?
to sleep. Was this not Christmas? Had they not asked God to send them the
presents He wanted them to have? Did Mom not say God answers prayer?
Late that night, when one of the children spotted headlights coming down
the dirt road, everyone jumped out of bed and ran to the window. The commotion
woke up Mom and Dad. "Don't get excited, children," Dad said. "They're
probably not coming here. It's just someone who got lost." The children kept
hoping and the car kept coming. Then, Dad lit a lamp. They all wanted to
rush to the door at the same time, but Mr. Canaday said, "Stay back.
I'll go." Someone got out of the car and called, "I was wondering if someone
here can help me unload these bags." The children dashed out the door to
lend a hand. Mom said to her youngest, "Stay here, Judy, and help Mom open
the bags and put up the gifts."
the dirt road, everyone jumped out of bed and ran to the window. The commotion
woke up Mom and Dad. "Don't get excited, children," Dad said. "They're
probably not coming here. It's just someone who got lost." The children kept
hoping and the car kept coming. Then, Dad lit a lamp. They all wanted to
rush to the door at the same time, but Mr. Canaday said, "Stay back.
I'll go." Someone got out of the car and called, "I was wondering if someone
here can help me unload these bags." The children dashed out the door to
lend a hand. Mom said to her youngest, "Stay here, Judy, and help Mom open
the bags and put up the gifts."
A deacon from the church in town had gone to bed that Christmas Eve, and
lay there tossing and turning, unable to g et the Canaday family off his
mind. Later, he said, "I didn't know what kind of shape you folks were in,
but I knew you had all those kids." He had gotten up and dressed and went
around town, rousing people from their sleep to ask for a contribution for
the Canaday family. He filled his car with bags of groceries, canned goods,
toys, and clothing. Little Judy got a rag doll which remained her favorite
for years.
lay there tossing and turning, unable to g et the Canaday family off his
mind. Later, he said, "I didn't know what kind of shape you folks were in,
but I knew you had all those kids." He had gotten up and dressed and went
around town, rousing people from their sleep to ask for a contribution for
the Canaday family. He filled his car with bags of groceries, canned goods,
toys, and clothing. Little Judy got a rag doll which remained her favorite
for years.
With so much food, Dad wanted to have a Christmas feast, to spread it all
out and eat as they had never eaten before. Mom, ever the caretaker, said,
"No, we need to make this last." And it did last, for weeks.
out and eat as they had never eaten before. Mom, ever the caretaker, said,
"No, we need to make this last." And it did last, for weeks.
The next Sunday, Mrs. Canaday stood in church and told what the members---and
one deacon in particular---had done for her family. There was not a dry eye
in the house.
one deacon in particular---had done for her family. There was not a dry eye
in the house.
Years later, the oldest sister Eva wrote up this story about her family for
a school project. Eva said, "We were so thrilled by all the wonderful things
in the bags, for a while; we lost sight of the most special gift. The best
gift that Christmas was not in brown bags at all. It was Mom's faith, as
she taught her children to bring their needs to Jesus and trust Him to meet
them. And a Dad's love that wanted only to protect his children from hurt
and disappointment."
a school project. Eva said, "We were so thrilled by all the wonderful things
in the bags, for a while; we lost sight of the most special gift. The best
gift that Christmas was not in brown bags at all. It was Mom's faith, as
she taught her children to bring their needs to Jesus and trust Him to meet
them. And a Dad's love that wanted only to protect his children from hurt
and disappointment."
When Carrie finished telling her story, she added, "Little Judy is my
wonderful grandmother." Today, Judy Canaday Dryden lives in Sanger, Texas.
As she relived this event from seventy years ago over the phone, one could
hear the tear in her voice and feel her pride in being the recipient of
such a precious heritage from her mother and father.
wonderful grandmother." Today, Judy Canaday Dryden lives in Sanger, Texas.
As she relived this event from seventy years ago over the phone, one could
hear the tear in her voice and feel her pride in being the recipient of
such a precious heritage from her mother and father.
At Christmas, we celebrate praying mothers and caring fathers and believing
children. We give thanks for sensitive deacons and generous friends and
sleepless nights. And we praise God for the hard times that teach unforgettable
lessons, stories of faithfulness that get told and retold through the years
inspiring each new generation to place their faith in a loving Savior.
Author Unknown
children. We give thanks for sensitive deacons and generous friends and
sleepless nights. And we praise God for the hard times that teach unforgettable
lessons, stories of faithfulness that get told and retold through the years
inspiring each new generation to place their faith in a loving Savior.
Author Unknown
"Recipe for Christmas"
1 family praying together
1/2 cup Hugs4 teaspoons Kisses
4 cups Love
1 cup Special Holiday Cheer
3/4 cup Peace on Earth
3 teaspoons Christmas Spirit
2 cups Goodwill Toward Man
1 Sprig of Mistletoe
1 medium-size bag of Christmas Snowflakes (the regular kind won't do!)
Mix hugs, kisses, smiles and love until consistent. Blend in
holiday cheer,
peace on earth, Christmas spirits and good will toward men. Use the
mixture to fill a
large, warm heart, where it can be stored for a lifetime, (it never
goes bad!).
Serve as desired under mistletoe, sprinkled liberally with special
Christmas
Snow-flakes. It is especially good when accompanied by Christmas
Carols and family
get-togethers. Serve to one and all!
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
Dave and Barbara
Necessary Legal Information
We do not mail idea-central unsolicited. If you are receiving this newsletter from us it's because you have subscribed to this mailing list. If you receive this newsletter and are not a subscriber then someone, other than us, has forwarded it to you.
Normal Subscribe: idea-central-subscribe@welovegod.org
Normal Unsubscribe: idea-central-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Web Subscribe: idea-central-allow-subscribe@welovegod.org
Web Unsubscribe: idea-central-allow-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Email Group Owner: idea-central-owner@associate.com
Normal Unsubscribe: idea-central-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Web Subscribe: idea-central-allow-subscribe@welovegod.org
Web Unsubscribe: idea-central-allow-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Email Group Owner: idea-central-owner@associate.com
-- To unsubscribe, send ANY message to: idea-central-unsubscribe@welovegod.org
Click for thumbs down.0Click for thumbs up.0