THEY DON'T NEED SANTA CLAUS 4
As they settled down in Michael's sitting room that night, Michael looked around the room at his friends and heard the words they were not saying aloud. "If only they had more time to reach out to more people. If only night didn't come so early....This was what they would do till their last drop of Strength: sharing the salvation message, preaching to the lost, restoring the broken, the backslidden... "At least we exhausted all the gifts we went with and everyday is another opportunity," Grace subtly whispered into his ears as she passed plates of food around. He smiled at her but a lump formed in his throat that wiped his smile away. His pocket suddenly felt heavy. There was something he needed to do tonight that would be some sort of icing to his cake. He asked God for the umpteenth time that day for boldness to propose to the beautiful lady serving food around whose passion for God was always a big motivation to him. Minutes later, Grace and Shade were relax