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!
2 comments:
That's sweet! We all have moments that bring us back to reality but guess what sista...it's ok to get frustrated sometimes too (and its even better to vent to the world about it).
Love it Jen! We've all been there! It comes from a good place. :) You are a great person and I think that's so sweet that you guys did that for the widows!! Let me know if you still have blog questions. We'll be home most of the weekend. :)
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