Help a Family, Friend, Neighbors, and Strangers in Need

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Group active since Tue, Feb 21, 2012

This group is about helping others.And others helping us. Where we share our kindness with others. This is a Dog eat Dog world but we all need the help of others. So lets all be here for each other. Just a smile or a kind word can make a differance. Thank you Bob for helping me with this.Let us remember that God is with us every step of the way.

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My Secret Santa

By Andy Anderson !
11 Hours Ago
I got my Secret Santa gift a bit ago, and I was going to wait until Christmas to open it…

I’m glad that I didn’t because one of the presents was used on Thanksgiving.

It’s called a Corkcicle One. What you do is place it in the freezer, and then stick it into a bottle of wine. The rod will keep the wine chilled, and when you decant with it, it aerates the wine as you pour. A PERFECT gift, plus it was a great conversation starter around the dinner table.

I also received these really cool survival knifes that are about the size of a credit card. On my next flight to London, I think I’ll put one in my wallet, and see if they catch it… ONLY KIDDING. Absolutely cool.

AND I actually got a race car…

Thanks, Secret Santa (Teresa) - - (((hugs)))

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Christmas Eve 1881

By Renée G.
12 Hours Ago
Christmas Eve 1881

Pa never had much compassion for the lazy or those who squandered their means and then never had enough for the necessities. But for those who were genuinely in need, his heart was as big as all outdoors. It was from him that I learned the greatest joy in life comes from giving, not from receiving.

It was Christmas Eve 1881. I was fifteen years old and feeling like the world had caved in on me because there just hadn't been enough money to buy me the rifle that I'd wanted for Christmas. We did the chores early that night for some reason. I just figured Pa wanted a little extra time so we could read in the Bible.

After supper was over I took my boots off and stretched out in front of the fireplace and waited for Pa to get down the old Bible. I was still feeling sorry for myself and, to be honest, I wasn't in much of a mood to read Scriptures. But Pa didn't get the Bible, instead he bundled up again and went outside. I couldn't figure it out because we had already done all the chores. I didn't worry about it long though, I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.

Soon Pa came back in. It was a cold clear night out and there was ice in his beard. "Come on, Matt," he said. "Bundle up good, it's cold out tonight." I was really upset then. Not only wasn't I getting the rifle for Christmas, now Pa was dragging me out in the cold, and for no earthly reason that I could see. We'd already done all the chores, and I couldn't think of anything else that needed doing, especially not on a night like this. But I knew Pa was not very patient at one dragging one's feet when he'd told them to do something, so I got up and put my boots back on and got my cap, coat, and mittens.

Ma gave me a mysterious smile as I opened the door to leave the house. Something was up, but I didn't know what. Outside, I became even more dismayed. There in front of the house was the work team, already hitched to the big sled. Whatever it was we were going to do wasn't going to be a short, quick, little job. I could tell. We never hitched up this sled unless we were going to haul a big load.

Pa was already up on the seat, reins in hand. I reluctantly climbed up beside him. The cold was already biting at me. I wasn't happy. When I was on, Pa pulled the sled around the house and stopped in front of the woodshed. He got off and I followed. "I think we'll put on the high sideboards," he said. "Here, help me." The high sideboards! It had been a bigger job than I wanted to do with just the low sideboards on, but whatever it was we were going to do would be a lot bigger with the high sideboards on.

After we had exchanged the sideboards, Pa went into the woodshed and came out with an armload of wood -- the wood I'd spent all summer hauling down from the mountain, and then all Fall sawing into blocks and splitting.

What was he doing? Finally I said something. "Pa," I asked, "what are you doing?" "You been by the Widow Jensen's lately?" he asked. The Widow Jensen lived about two miles down the road. Her husband had died a year or so before and left her with three children, the oldest being eight. Sure, I'd been by, but so what? "Yeah," I said, "Why?" "I rode by just today," Pa said. "Little Jake was out digging around in the woodpile trying to find a few chips. They're out of wood, Matt."

That was all he said and then he turned and went back into the wood-shed for another armload of wood. I followed him. We loaded the sled so high that I began to wonder if the horses would be able to pull it. Finally, Pa called a halt to our loading, then we went to the smoke house and Pa took down a big ham and a side of bacon. He handed them to me and told me to put them in the sled and wait. When he returned he was carrying a sack of flour over his right shoulder and a smaller sack of something in his left hand. "What's in the little sack?" I asked. "Shoes. They're out of shoes.

Little Jake just had gunny sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out in the woodpile this morning. I got the children a little candy too. It just wouldn't be Christmas without a little candy."

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My Secret Santa Gifts Arrived!!!!!

By Sharon Whitley
Yesterday at 6:41 PM
Jean Fisher,

How do I begin thanks for all the terrific gifts? I am touched and overjoyed. Thank you sooo much. I'm like a kid at Christmas. :)

For those of you dying to know what all I received -- It is 3 types of salsa mix, a salsa bowl, crochet topped kitchen towel for over the stove handle, .... not done... Matching crochet items that are 2 coasters, 1 hot pad, and one trivet. Lindt chocolates sprinkled in the basket! Now, that's a package.

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Winter Forest Sunset

By Andy Anderson !
Yesterday at 2:45 PM

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secret Santa

By Melanie B
Yesterday at 2:16 PM
My package from Sherry came today. I'm going to wait til Christmas to open it unless she wants me to open it now.

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This is my favorite way to use Thanksgiving leftovers