Every year my adult children and I discuss what each other would like for Christmas. Each year it becomes increasingly difficult. Why is that? We are so totally blessed, that we all have or can buy what we need and a great deal of what we want. So this year, my son proposed that we spend the money we normally spend on each other to provide for someone else's need. We agreed this was a great idea.
So my son, my daughter and her husband, my husband and I pooled our resources to give to a homeless shelter. My daughter's church is sponsoring a homeless group for a week in December, and they are putting together packages that include a hat, a pair of gloves, and a pair of socks. Living in Northern Colorado, warmth is a key factor when purchasing these items.
So yesterday my daughter, her husband, my grand-daughter, my husband and I went shopping. We decided to descend on Jax, a store that carries clothing for farmers, ranchers, and sportsmen. We piled up a shopping cart with warm wool/acrylic hiking socks that wick away moisture to keep the feet dry, and gloves with thermal properties and closure at the wrists to keep wind out. We found some medium, some large and some extra-large. What fun it was to load up a shopping cart with these items.
We cleared a whole section of gloves and socks out of the store's inventory. After we checked out, my daughter asked the checker to place everything in one big bag. She is taking that bag to the church today. She was excited. She said she feels like Santa Claus with this giant bag of stuff.
Already I feel the magic of Christmas, and I praise God that we can do this. I won't miss the presents that I would have received from my children. The experience brings us closer and makes us value each other and all our material blessings.
Of course, I am still giving presents to the grandkids!