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The one with a manger

Christmas decorating began early for me this year. Early- meaning- 2 weeks before Thanksgiving. And I'm not even mad about it.

A couple months ago I posted about the new Christmas season approaching and how decorating my apartment would look incredibly different.

For the last four years or so, my parents have been gifting me with new pieces to my WillowTree nativity set. This year, I have to start over again. I got an early Christmas present in the mail last week as mom and dad gave me the first starter set again. You know, Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus. They were feeling lonely all by themselves in the manger until an email appeared courtesy of my blog.

A couple of months ago, JoAnne emailed to introduce herself and let me know she'd been following my blog for over a year now and had commented on a book I posted about. She and I both had so many similar takeaways from the book. A month later after reading my post about Christmas decor, I receive an email from her saying she wanted to contribute to my nativity.

This week a package arrived and Mary, Joseph, and Jesus are no longer lonely in the manger.

Joanne, what an incredibly special gift you have given. Every year I set up my nativity I will think of your generosity and your thoughtfulness.

To my mom and dad for starting me off again with the set:. Thank you! To Joanne, I am so honored. Thank you!



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  1. I'm so glad you like them - picking out decorations for someone else can be a tricky thing! I fell for the little lambs, so cute - they made me smile - and I hoped they would make you smile too. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas!

    JoAnne

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  2. Hello Minda. Wish you a very spiritfilled and joyous Chritmas and a blessed, prosperous and Christ centered New year. I am glad to know you through your profile on the blogger and from your blog " Mary Poppins was not perfect" and the post on it "The one with a Manager" . I am gald to know that you love Jesus. I would like to share with the you an opportunity to come to Mumbai, India on a short/ long term missions trip to work with us in the slums of Mumbai amongst poorest of poor. I am in the Pastoral ministry for last 34yrs in this great city of Mumba a city with great contrast where richest of rich nd the poorest of poor live. We reach out to the poorest of poor with the love of Christ to bring healing to the broken hearted. We also encourage young people like you as well as adults from the West to come on a short / long term missions trip during their summer vacation to work with us. We would love to have you come with your friends on a short / long term missions trip to work with us sharing goodnews to the poorest of poor. I am sure you will have a life changing experience. Looking forward to hear from you very soon. My email id is: dhwankhee(at)gmail(dot)com and my name is Diwakar Wankhede

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