I just received this in a forward email. Don't know who the author is . Hope you enjoy it!---

A Little long but worth reading. May the love and peace of our Lord Jesus be with you and guide you throughout this coming 2006!
Uby A LETTER FROM JESUS

As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year there is a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration will be repeated.

During this time there are many people shopping for gifts, there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and closer.

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 wasn't 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 grand 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 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 the gifts, the parties, to eat and drink, 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 your 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 arrangement. 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 invite will be left outside. Be prepared because when all is ready you will be part of my great party. See you soon.

I Love you!
Jesus

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I would gladly give up all the celebrations here on earth, just to be at His party...

What a glorious day that will be.

Amen!! If we don't meet before then, we will meet there!

In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore...

Amen to that!!!

The promise of that glorious day is what keeps me going! To be there as His guest and share with people from all nations... to see his nail-scarred hands and look into His loving eyes... Oh, the glories of Heaven! What a day that will be! I wouldn't miss it for nothing in this world.

Have you ever written a letter to Jesus? I'm sure He likes mail too ! If our thoughts and prayers would reach heaven in the form of mail, what would these letters be like ? Just a thought!

Song, my journal is a letter to God. Every morning that I sit to read the Bible and pray, I continue my letter. It's what makes me tick.

While cleaning out my wallet last week I found an old list of my heart's desires from the Lord. He answered them all. One of the five wasn't answered as I wanted, but I realize now that He knew best.