Welcome to Heavenly Angels in Need Children's Division...Christmas 365 days a year!
We believe that babies and children, from birth to 18 years old should never be without the essentials they need. We believe that in any crisis, burnout's, removal from hardship situations, premature birth, car wrecks, or any time there is a need, there should always be the Spirit of Christmas in our hearts, "If you just believe!" Christmas is not just a feeling for one time a year, but each and every day. When you receive the gift of giving, the over whelming joy is inescapable. There are hard times, and wonderful times, sad times, and glad times.
Anyone who has a servant's heart will receive unending rewards through this organization that has already extended it's hand across this Nation and beyond. We have probably reached your area at least once already.
If you can buy dollar items, knit, crochet, sew, donate slightly used children’s clothes, write, do photography, organize events, do fundraiser's, hold garage sales or do crafts fairs, do wood working, paint, PowerPoint, buy school supplies, or anything else you can imagine, we need you.
There is never a time when the need is not greater than we can give. There is always a need to fill and a child to clothe. baby formula to buy and special kids bags to fill. Can you supply a soft toy or teddy bear for a crying scared child coming from a bad situation?
Reach deep in your heart and touch the Spirit of Christmas. Is there a need you can take care of, a baby's bottle or tippy you can fill, can you buy pencils, pens, or other school supplies?
We also send to Military Hospitals, Indian Reservations, and neo-natal ICU's across the United State's. What can YOU do to help those that would like to "believe?" We at Heavenly Angels in Need Children's Division look forward to hearing from you today.
Thank you in Advance
'Twas the day before Christmas, a long time ago
And our beautiful earth was all covered with snow;
Down the street with their sleighs came two manly boys,
Who paused at the window to look at the toys.
Already two others were there looking in;
But their faces were sad, and their clothes old and thin.
And the little one said, "is it because we're so poor
That Santa doesn't come to our house anymore ? "
The older one patted his wee brother's head,
And hugged him up closely, as softly he said:
"Oh, maybe he will come tonight, little Tim,
If we ask in our prayers for the Lord to send him!"
The little face smiled, but the boys saw a tear
In the eye of the one who quelled little Tim's fear.
Then slowly and sadly the waifs went their way
To the place they called home, where that night they would pray.
The boys, with their sleighs, followed closely behind,
And neither one spoke, but in each childish mind
A beautiful thought said as plain as could be:
"I’ll share with those poor boys what Santa brings me. "
When the two reached their home, to their father they ran,
And eagerly told him their unselfish plan.
He was proud of his boys, who now felt that same love
That sent our dear Savior from His Home above.
Next morning, still thrilled with their beautiful thought,
They scampered downstairs to see what Santa brought,
And they, with the help of their father and mother,
Selected the presents for Tim and his brother.
And as the first light of dawn came into view
The two went their way with the toys bright and new,
And crept very quietly up to the door
Where they'd seen the boys enter the evening before.
As they hurried back home toward their own Christmas joys,
They could not even dream how the other two boys,
On finding that Santa had really been there,
Sent their joy to the One who had answered their prayer.
That night, when the "Santas" were ready for bed,
With a hand of their father on each curly head,
They knew, as they thought of two poor, happy boys,
What's the truest and choicest of all Christmas joys.
TWAS THE NIGHT JESUS CAME FROM DAWN
'Twas the night Jesus came
and all through the house,
not a person was praying,
not one in the house.
The Bible was left
on the shelf without care,
for no one thought
Jesus would come there.
The children were dressing
to crawl into bed,
not once ever kneeling
or bowing their head.
And Mom in the rocking chair
with babe on her lap,
was watching the Late Show
as I took a nap.
When out of the east
there rose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet
to see what was the matter.
Away to the window
I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutters
and lifted the sash.
When what to my wondering
eyes should appear,
but Angels proclaiming
that Jesus was here.
The light of His face
made me cover my head ...
was Jesus returning
just like He'd said.
And though I possessed
worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him
in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life
which he held in his hand,
was written the name
of every saved man.
He spoke not a word
as he searched for my name,
when He said "it's not here"
My head hung in shame.
The people whose names
had been written with love,
He gathered to take
to his Father above.
With those who were ready
He rose without sound,
while all of the others
were left standing around. ..
I fell to my knees
but it was too late,
I'd waited too long
and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried
as they rose out of sight,
Oh, if only I'd known
that this was the night ...
In the words of this poem
the meaning is clear
the coming of Jesus
is now drawing near ...
There's only one life
and when comes the last call,
We'll find out that the Bible
was true after all ...
B Basic
I Instruction
B Before
L Leaving
E Earth
JESUS LOVES YOU!!!! ARE YOU READY??
Author Unknown.
