…just for a minute, a few minutes maybe…go back and think of a Christmas when everything was happy. Do you have a memory like that? …or do you have sad memories associated with the day when it seemed the rest of the world was happy?
I saw an advertisement by a company showing their particular brand of ham being sliced and they were something to the effect of…” skimp on something else, splurge on this”. Not those exact words, but that was the meaning. As I watched that commercial, I started to cry. I had a picture in my mind of a child who was hungry watching that and wishing…or a dad or mom that couldn’t afford a can of Spam, much less a ham like that and it made me sad and want to help someone…
I saw a man huddled in a corner of a building where the wind couldn’t reach him, a mom standing on the corner with a baby in a stroller… a man approached me as I was putting fuel in my car and as he started to ask, I interrupted him saying, “Sir I don’t have any cash”. He smiled and said, “no one does any more”. He told me that he was out of work and needed to be able to buy food. I told him that what I could do was to put gas in his vehicle. He smiled and said, “Mam if you’ll let me put ten dollars of gas in it would help so much.” I told him to go ahead and fill it up, but he refused to do that. I noticed that his hand was terribly red and swollen and he winced when it brushed by the gas hose. I asked what had happened, he showed me something that looked like a snake bite, he said it was a spider but there were two punctures, and they were swollen and had puss in them. I asked him if he would let me pray for him and he quickly said, “Yes, please do”… so there in front of the gas pump I lay my hand on his shoulder and prayed for God to heal him and to help him in his situation. I have continued to pray for him every day since.
I don’t have the time or resources to help all the homeless and needy people, much less all the sad animals I see that are homeless and need food… I have two stray cats and one dog that I have rescued, and Lord help me, I am so allergic to them…
I have prayed for the weather to break if only for those who have no shelter…my heart breaks for them… but what I can do is to pray and offer help and solace to those that God puts in my path.
I have a lot of happy memories of Christmases, happy family gatherings, food, fun, songs, prayers… and now I am thinking of a Christmas when I was in the seventh grade, I knew I had failed math and hid that fact from my dad until after the holiday…dreading the whole time when I would have to tell him.
Then there is the Christmas day 8 years ago this year when my mother left her earthly body sitting in a little white leather recliner to go and be with my dad in heaven… instead of making me sad now to think of it, I feel happy that she reunited with daddy and got to see Jesus on the day we celebrate His birth.
Share something with me that you remember and have a very Merry Christmas!