A new pastor（牧師） was to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn. Walking on the street, he found a beautiful old handmade   36   for sale. It was just the right size to   37   the hole in the front wall. He bought it and   38   back to the church.  

It started to snow. An old woman missed her bus near the church. The pastor invited her   39    in the warm church for the next bus    40    was 45 minutes later. She sat and  

41   the pastor put up the tablecloth on the wall. Then her face turned    42  . “Pastor,” she asked, “where did you get that tablecloth?” The pastor    43   . The woman asked him to see    44   the letters EBG were on the right corner. Yes, they were, the woman said EBG was the first    45   of her name and she made it 35 years before. She and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria. When the Nazis came, she was   46   to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. But she was captured,   47   to prison and never saw her husband again.  

The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth, but she made the pastor    48   it. The pastor 49   driving her home. She lived   50   the other side of Staten Island doing a house cleaning job.  

What a wonderful service people had at the church on Christmas Eve! At the end of the  51   an old man was left alone, and asked the pastor where he got the tablecloth because it was the one that his wife had made years   52  when they lived in Austria before the war. He told the pastor how the Nazis came, and he was   53   and put in prison. He never saw his wife or his home again. The pastor asked him if he   54   allow him to take him for a little ride.  

They drove to Staten Island to the same house, knocked on the door and he saw the greatest Christmas   55   he could ever imagine.  

A new pastor（牧師） was to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn. Walking on the street, he found a beautiful old handmade   36   for sale. It was just the right size to   37   the hole in the front wall. He bought it and   38   back to the church.  

It started to snow. An old woman missed her bus near the church. The pastor invited her   39    in the warm church for the next bus    40    was 45 minutes later. She sat and  

41   the pastor put up the tablecloth on the wall. Then her face turned    42  . “Pastor,” she asked, “where did you get that tablecloth?” The pastor    43   . The woman asked him to see    44   the letters EBG were on the right corner. Yes, they were, the woman said EBG was the first    45   of her name and she made it 35 years before. She and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria. When the Nazis came, she was   46   to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. But she was captured,   47   to prison and never saw her husband again.  

The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth, but she made the pastor    48   it. The pastor 49   driving her home. She lived   50   the other side of Staten Island doing a house cleaning job.  

What a wonderful service people had at the church on Christmas Eve! At the end of the  51   an old man was left alone, and asked the pastor where he got the tablecloth because it was the one that his wife had made years   52  when they lived in Austria before the war. He told the pastor how the Nazis came, and he was   53   and put in prison. He never saw his wife or his home again. The pastor asked him if he   54   allow him to take him for a little ride.  

They drove to Staten Island to the same house, knocked on the door and he saw the greatest Christmas   55   he could ever imagine.