Christmas is a time for memories,
a time for recalling the scenes and happenings
that are treasured always in our hearts.
It is also a time for love and generosity of spirit,
a time for renewing family ties and friendships,
and for exchanging the thoughts, events,
kind deeds, and observances that have added
to the true meaning and happiness of life.
~ Author unknown
My Dad taught me something about Christmas I will never forget. Every year he would look for a family in need to share groceries and presents and a tree.
I remember coming home from Biola College one Christmas and working for several weeks in a local store in the Toy Department. My Dad hadn't found the family yet, and we all kept our eyes open for the family the Lord would show us.
A young woman came into the toy department, looking at every shelf, and looking at every price. I asked her if I could help her and she said she had ten dollars to buy Christmas gifts for her two children. We didn't have much in the price category and I showed her a few items for a little girl and boy. She was embarrassed and begin to explain the hardship she was in without work and two children. I ask her if she would be willing to accept a few things from my family to get her through Christmas and she broke down in tears.
To make a long story short...I called my Dad and that evening we took a tree with trimmings. My mom put together a lovely and generous food basket. And I picked out the doll that the mom was eyeing but could not afford, and a really nice truck for the little boy. A few personal things for the mom were added.
The house was small, but clean and the reception we got and the laughs, tears and smiles are memories I will hold in my heart forever. I went back to college that year with a new appreciation for the generosity of my Dad, and the joy of giving BIG!
(That was 52 years ago, and I remember it like it was yesterday ~Thanks Dad)