At times God has even been described as demanding Jesus' suffering and death as a means of atonement-to satisfy and appease an angry God. My father always draws a new background scenery, for the Nativity scene, that he displays, every year.
I hear voices laughingtalking, and inquiring who's at the door. Tears cascaded down my face as I try to muffle the melancholy from my voice to say goodbye to my mother. One man with jet black cropped hair commented sarcastically when we were walking in his direction, "United Nations in Singapore.
It is an engaging way for an author to tell his reader about an experience they have had or a personal story. Before I could walk up the steps and out of Newark Station, a man grabbed at my bag.
I declined politely and told him that the club car would most likely be closed. Nobody really knows the exact date Jesus was born. I have learnt things about Ernest that he had never told me. He spoke not a word, but the shepherds all knew, He was telling them secrets and blessing them too; Then softly they left Him, The Babe in the hay, And rejoiced with great joy on that first Christmas Day.
I fell asleep in the ambulance on that cold Tuesday morning unaware of what had happened to me and unable to tell anyone my name.