Ever have one of those years when the spirit of Christmas never dwelled within your heart? Or try as you may with gifts and decorations, the season never settled in your home? Well, let’s just say that has been my Christmas season this year.
I’m not sure why the disconnect. I guess it could be a number of things:
– first Christmas without my daddy
– first time in a decade I didn’t go on a three-day shopping spree after Thanksgiving
– circumstances didn’t allow my house to be decorated by Dec. 1st
– my son got engaged and I had to plan a celebration
– or maybe the fact that my daughter spent 4 days in the hospital
Whatever the reason and why Mr. Grinch stole the Christmas spirit from me is still a mystery. But as of December 20th I still had no decorated tree, nor a present in site. But somewhere in these last 4 days – Christmas happened.
It didn’t happen in the form of packages, boxes or bags. It happened in the realm of giving to children, men and women. It didn’t happen because my house finally got decorated and the boxes neatly wrapped. (neither happened) No, it happened when I was out loving on those who wondered if Christmas would even come or if family would even remember them with a note or a call.
Christmas came when my church hosted a children’s movie night “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” and gave 300+ presents to children from the community. Christmas came in the form of hugs from children, sticky candy on the floor, and smiles as big as Texas from those receiving gifts. Christmas came alright and it came big!
Christmas came as I visited the Substance Abuse Treatment Facility a few days before Christmas and my church provided 120 meals for the men and women residents there. Christmas came as I led the prayer before the meal for the women. Christmas came when the women cheered that we would be coming every Sunday beginning in January for studies and worship. Christmas came as they hugged me and thanked me with the sincerest of hearts as we left. Christmas came alright and it came big!
Christmas came and it had nothing to do with packages, boxes or bags.
Christmas came and it had nothing to do with me, myself or I.
Christmas came when I was loving on those who needed Christmas love this year.