Tonight I had to repent for my venting session yesterday of Bah Humbug. I am in the Young Women's in my ward and tonight we made the a Christmas gift for the widows in our neighborhood, we put together fruit baskets. We met at the church, put the baskets together, then we headed to four ladies homes in our ward.
We all gathered around their door, sang Christmas carols to them, and delivered our fruit baskets. I didn't think much of it until I saw tears rolling down one of ladies cheeks. I couldn't help but cry myself. It touched me deeply. All of the ladies thanked us and told us how much we made their day. (You forget how lonely some people are and just a simple act like singing them a song can brighten their day and pierce their soul.)
After Young Women's was over I thanked Heavenly Father for that experience. It helped me refocus on the real meaning of Christmas and what gift giving is all about. It's all about love.
It's not about shopping for the best deal or not best deal. It's not about the crazy things people say to you. It's not about the long endless lines. It's not about the angry customers. It's all about giving the ones you love something they love. Even if it's small to you, it may mean the world to them.
It helped me reflect why we celebrate Christmas. It help me remember the greatest gift given to man kind, the sacrifice of the Savior. I am grateful for him and for all that he has given me. I am also grateful for one of my biggest gifts, my sweet kiddos. So, even if I have to stand in long lines with mad people or even if I have to pay full price for something, I should be grateful to have four beautiful children that I can give to. They give and bring much happiness to me daily.
I guess I got my wish..... I was haunted by the spirit of Christmas tonight! Merry Christmas!
