Merry Christmas All
Gbala heard from the grapevine that his family and friends were planning a surprise birthday party for him. They didn't want him to catch on but yet it was too obvious. They hired a hall for the event, they hired caterers, bought gifts and expensive clothes and shoes for the party.
Everything became clearer when he stumbled on the invitation card; the party was to start at 12noon. He was proud of his friends. Obviously they loved him. He had planned surprise parties himself and so he knew the joy and awe it could bring to the celebrant. He waited patiently for the day to come.
Very early in the morning of the d-day, he went on his knees and thanked God for surrounding him with such wonderful people. And then he waited ... and waited...
No one came for him, no one said anything. When it was about 4p.m. in the evening, he could take it no longer and decided to go to the venue. Something must have gone wrong; who knows, the person they sent to inform him may have taken a wrong turn.
He was surprised to see the party already in full swing. A guard stopped him at the door and told him clearly - No gate crashing please, you are not invited.
But this is my party, he explained.
The guard was quite cocky as he replied, I know it is your party but the fact is that you are not invited. Please leave
Gbala was sad as he turned and walked away with his head down. His friends were not interested in him, they only wanted a good time in his name.
At this point I will like to wish you a Merry Merry Christmas and to remind you not to forget the reason for the season. It is to celebrate Jesus and to thank Him for the burden he bore to secure our salvation
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