I used to wonder, and I still do, if they know how very loved they are. If those strangers have ever heard that they have a Creator who is utterly fascinated by the beauty of their being. It's so easy to walk around, caught up in the daily dirt of my own life, my own silly issues, and forget this beautiful truth.
Christmas brings this to light more than most other times of the year - we get out the tree, make our shopping lists, and we hum Christmas Carols as we shoulder through the hordes at the Mall, but how do we honor our Savior? I want my boys to see this season as the time of giving, and not in the 'presents' way. There is more, there should be more.
It can be hard though, you know? We aren't wealthy, I have no particular skill set that will benefit others, and besides that, I'm shy! I can hardly even TALK to strangers, how can I possibly help people I don't know? With our mail yesterday I was reminded of how easy it can be. We sponsor a little boy through Compassion International, and up until yesterday we had only ever received drawings from him because he was too young to write. Yesterday we received the first letter penned by his little hand.
"Thank you for letting me go to school. I love you Mr. and Mrs. Mattehew"
Christmas is about so much more.