【正文】 turned to passion for a family just trying to get warm on Christmas. The team went into action, much as we do when there39。s advice, Ellie dug up the candles, lit them, said the blessings, placed the menorah on her window sill and spent the rest of the evening in her room studying. Ellie39。re looking for? asked Ellie. Susan asked if she could e in and explain. It seemed that Susan had been facing the same dilemma that Ellie had been that first night of Chanukah. She really didn39。s turn to light the first candle, she39。m semialert, but unable to sleep and agonizingly scared. The constant aching pain in my arms and a pounding headache make me tense. I feel helpless. My spirit feels empty, and my body feels broken. I want to be back home. It39。ve been brainwashed to despise the Communists and everything they represent. The first hours are emotionally difficult. I don39。s that Hannah had lit the last time it was her turn. Silent Angel By Duane Shaw Christmas Day, 1967. I39。t bring herself to take her sister39。d already left before I finished my finals. Are you sure it39。s lighting (A) she39。s first? One by one they sat down, and I asked the usual preliminary questions. When it came to descriptions of their presenting problems, things got a little vague. Two of the children had headaches, but the headaches weren39。t tell them, for it needs to be a surprise. Riding home with her aunts, Margie could tell they were speaking in low tones about her wish. She hoped that they would keep her secret. As the next Sunday came around, Margie was getting ready for church when Grandma asked, Why are you so fidgety? You haven39。s like Ken Blanchard says, It39。s celebrate life. From Milt, Billy and Team Saturn Every employee at Saturn of Albuquerque had endorsed the back of that sign. Jane saw it, screamed, collapsed in my arms and bawled her eyes out. I didn39。d still be available Wednesday at 4:30 because they were selling so fast. I said I39。s information. I spoke to her tenderly. All day. I took her to lunch. I bought the lunch. It was a nice, intimate day. The next day, Monday, Jane went off to work teaching school. Still beside myself not knowing what to do to mark this special occasion, I did the most impetuous thing I39。re not bombarded with what I refer to as beyond eager sales people. I expanded my research to other dealerships in Albuquerque. It turned out that Ford Escorts, LTDs and Thunderbirds, as well as the Mercury Marquis, were also sold as nodicker sticker cars. As Bruce Sutherland at Richardson Ford said, We were losing our market to Saturn because of their pricing and salary policies. He also said, If we all did what Saturn was doing, we39。t have enough to eat. Maybe then I will stop feeling guilty about abandoning a hungry man I could have helped. Beyond Expectations By Milt Garrett It seems a car dealership in my hometown of Albuquerque was selling, on average, six to eight new cars a day, six days a week. I was also told that 72 percent of this dealership39。s Cafe, the soup kitchen in Anchorage, feeds hundreds of hungry Alaskans every day. Why not try to get all my readers to plant one row in their gardens dedicated to Bean39。d begun my quiet time. He sent a sparrow to lighten my life with song. He sent a gentle breeze. He sent a neighbor to let me know that I had a friend. He sent my sweetheart to offer sincere sentiments of love. He caused my heart to flutter to remind me of life. While I was trying to count my blessings, God was busy multiplying them. I laughed to realize that the interruptions of my quiet time with God were special blessings He39。t spent much time in prayer that day. Was I too busy to even utter a simple word of thanks to God? Suddenly, the thought of my beautiful patio came to mind. I can be quiet out there, I thought. I longed for a few minutes alone with God. Roy and I had invested a great deal of time and work in the patio that spring. The flowers and hanging baskets were breathtaking. It was definitely a heavenly place of rest and tranquility. If I can39。ve got to rest for a minute, I told my husband, Roy, as I collapsed into my favorite rocking chair. Music was playing, my dog and cat were chasing each other and the telephone rang. A scripture from Psalm 46 popped into my mind. Be still, and know that I am God. I realized that I hadn39。s too much going on in the world and entirely too much activity all around me. Then it suddenly dawned on me. God was speaking to me the entire time I was attempting to be still. I remembered the music playing as I39。re not supposed to give money to panhandlers. Somewhere over Seattle, I started to write my weekly garden column for The Anchorage Daily News. Out of the blue, I came up with an idea. Bean39。re seventy million strong plants one row for the hungry, we can make quite a dent in the number of neighbors who don39。re salaried. This means when you walk onto the showroom floor you39。t know what to do with Jane39。t guarantee it39。d ever heard in 29 years of marriage. Now, before I tell you why Jane screamed, let me tell you what our sales consultant had done. He had ordered a large, professionally engraved sign (white letters on blue) and affixed the Saturn pany logo on it. The sign stood alone on the hood of the little white Saturn coupe. It said Congratulations, Jane. This car is yours. Five years cancerfree. Let39。 she called Saturn of Albuquerque long distance and bought a new car. It39。s wish, but we would like to try and fill a few. As I call your name, please e forward and tell us about your Christmas wish. One after another