Monday, December 13, 2010

Christmas Memories: What Matters the Most

I've had so many fabulous Christmases that I couldn't possibly pick a favorite. I remember sneaking downstairs at 5 a.m. to peek at the presents, and falling asleep under the tree to the warm glow of multi-colored twinkle lights. There were sticky cinnamon rolls in the morning, roast beef in the afternoon, and leftovers all night long. I love remembering all of those things.
There is one event, however, that not only stayed with me, but continues to motivate me every Christmas season.

When I was a kid, my parents took my sisters and me to the Ben Franklin in town. My folks let us pick out any toy that we wanted...then they had us give the toy away. I don't remember where we donated the toys, but that doesn't matter. What I do remember is the lesson - it's about giving, no getting.

Every year I see the Salvation Army bell ringers, the Toy for Tots bins, and other local charities and I can't help myself. I just want to buy something for everyone. Granted I don't want to encourage the commercialism of Christmas, but I know that a lot of families struggle just to provide appropriate clothes. I also struggle with the reality of children feeling unloved and unwanted during a season that's all about love.

That's why I sponsored another kid this year, and I'll probably do the same next year. I don't do it so a child can get the latest toy. I do it because I hope that each gift will help that child understand that she is loved, and I pray that with that understanding comes the revelation that it's God who loves and will provide for her.

1 comment:

Destiny said...

Best Wishes ~Destiny