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ByAngie

Sharing Christ At Christmas

On Friday afternoon, I had the honor of visiting a children’s home while they were invited to come out of their classes and sit on Santa’s lap.

Unsure of what to expect, I walked in slowly. I had heard of experiences others had during past visits; Sadness, joy, a mixture of emotions, and the urge to give up their entire life to make a difference for just one child. Me? I was excited but scared, and honestly, distracted. Minutes before our arrival, I had been told of the tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary. I was in shock, though I didn’t know any of the details. Thank God that I was able to have this wonderful happy experience on such a sad day.

The children’s home, which is actually a few houses all side by side, offers a place of refuge to children that are orphaned, not wanted by family members, or have been removed from their caregivers by the state. They have very little in the way of material items, but their house-parents and teachers show them so much love.

They lined up and waited for their turns. Some children asked for teddy bears. A few of them requested bikes. One little girl broke my heart when she said she just wanted her Grandma. Every one of those children smiled and showed so much appreciation that Santa made time for them. I was just blown away.

I had “a moment” with one little girl in particular. I watched as she climbed up on Santa’s lap, whispered in his ear, and then accepted a large coloring sheet and a bag full of small gifts. Immediately, she ran to her teacher and exclaimed, “Look what I got! It was exactly what I wanted!”  The teacher smiled, replied “How did they know?” and then explained that the little girl had really been wanting some erasers for her pencils. Sure enough, in her bag, was a little box of erasers that brought her great joy!

About 10 seconds later, this little girl was sitting at my feet. Looking through her bag to see what kind of loot she had, she asked me, “Did you see my presents?” I kneeled down to her level. She was such a smart, talkative, and loveable little girl! For about 2 minutes we talked. We discussed my name, her erasers, and the pencil pillows that came with them. She told me about her new coloring sheet that she had received. It had Sponge Bob on it. She let me know that she doesn’t like Sponge Bob, but she’s so grateful to have something to color and some new coloring pencils. The little girl ecstatically told me that she would even color him yellow.  Then, she asked me to take her photo, followed by another request for me to retake the photo, as she didn’t like the first one.  We then debated the speculation of who was really in the Santa suit. (She knew exactly who he was and giggled that he made a great Santa. I kept my lips sealed.)

Soon, she was rounded up with the other children to return to the last few minutes of class. As she walked away, she dropped a few of her new treasures. I stopped her and tucked them back into her bag. “Oh, thank you for helping me!” and off she went.

I don’t remember the last time that my heart felt such gratitude for something as that little girl showed for those erasers. Talk about guilt and reflection! That was it right there! I silently prayed for God to show me how blessed I truly am, and to never forget to be thankful.

And yes, in case you were wondering, I did want to take that little girl home with me. I won’t lie. Being unable to bring her into my family, I pray for her every day. That God would keep his hand on her, guide her, and raise her to be a Godly woman that follows His lead. And if God allows, I will go and visit the home and find out how she is doing next year.

I have another story from this day that I plan to share with you in the next few days…

This Christmas, are you truly thankful to God for your blessings? Are you reaching out to show love to others, even if a smile is all that you can afford? On Friday night, did you have to stop and question if there was still goodness in the world? Have you ever experienced something like this? I’d love to hear about it!

ByAngie

Little Boxes

Today we have a guest post by my dear friend, Sandra Moffatt. Now residing in Hawaii, she is a wife, mother, grandmother, minister, author, and friend among many other things. Today she posted this status on Facebook. I was actually just about to message her to ask if I could share it with all of you that read our blog when she sent me a request to do just that.  For more information on her book, Stick and Stones, please visit Amazon.com.

 

KEEP THAT BOX!

Ever LIVED in Hawaii?!

Photo Credit: Billy Alexander

Photo Credit: Billy Alexander

Oh, I know many TRAVEL to our islands for a GREAT getaway! For the locals though…. we SHIP WHEN WE SHOP!  We buy a LOT online and ship to Hawaii or the Mainland. Anything with a “dot com is our friend here! 🙂

So, this morning I am looking at empty boxes. My first thought!?

DO NOT THROW THAT BOX AWAY!

What can I ship in that box!?

In other words, what some deem as throwaway we see as GREATLY VALUED!

Funny how our children at Christmas would sometimes PLAY with THE BOX their gift came in almost as much as the gift!

So…

ONE LIFE, LIKE THE BOXES piled in my entry this morning, may “seem” EMPTY. May “seem” USED UP. Yet, look again…

ONE LIFE …

YOUR LIFE…

is overflowing with GREAT VALUE!

Just like the box in my entry this morning… There are SO many ways we will miss the BEAUTY from the “little boxes” that… “would have been” in Newtown, Connecticut!

May we never look at a person again without realizing the PRICELESS VALUE of ONE SINGLE LIFE!

LIFE… It’s a lot like the box in my entry.

DON’T THROW THAT BOX AWAY!

Written in honored memory of those who lost their lives in Newtown, Connecticut. Heaven has gladly received “each package” safely! Thank You, Lord!

ByEmily

While You Were Sleeping: Christmas Song Of The Week

This is one of my favorite Christmas songs and I wanted to share it with you all so you can really listen to the lyrics. There is a seriousness to it that makes you realize the nation of America needs to wake up.

It especially struck me today, after hearing of the horrific tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary School. Our greatest comfort will be when Jesus comes back, and I pray that we will not be sleeping when He comes to receive His bride.

Please be in prayer for everyone involved in the tragedy, and for all the lost souls worldwide.

 

While You Were Sleeping
Casting Crowns
Oh little town of Bethlehem
Looks like another silent night
Above your deep and dreamless sleep
A giant star lights up the sky
And while you’re lying in the dark
There shines an everlasting light
For the King has left His throne
And is sleeping in a manger tonight

Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man
And stepped into your world today
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

Oh little town of Jerusalem
Looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son
The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him in the world He came to save

Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night
As we’re sung to sleep by philosophies
That save the trees and kill the children
And while we’re lying in the dark
There’s a shout heard ‘cross the eastern sky
For the Bridegroom has returned
And has carried His bride away in the night

America, what will we miss while we are sleeping
Will Jesus come again
And leave us slumbering where we lay
America, will we go down in history
As a nation with no room for its King
Will we be sleeping
Will we be sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night