My husband complains that it is hard to shop for me. I don’t wear jewelry. I don’t want more clothes. I am blessed. I have everything I need. My favorite gifts are rocks and chocolate—and I’m picky about the chocolate.
When son Luke was in USMC basic training in San Diego, a street vendor approached him with a tray of jewelry and said, “Son, buy one of these beautiful necklaces for your mother for Christmas. She will love you forever.”
Luke replied, “My mom doesn’t wear jewelry, sir. What she really wants is a bag of cement for her garden.”
My favorite thing at Christmas is giving. From working two and three jobs at a time as a single parent to other adventures in life, I’ve never had much money to spend at Christmas (or any other time of the year) to enable me to give freely. This year presents even less opportunity for giving, because while recovering from hip replacement surgery—perhaps going back to the cement and rocks?—I can’t drive for six weeks.
So this year, especially, I am thankful that Christmas is not about shopping. It is, however, about giving. It is about One Gift from God. All the colors of Christmas are written in these words:
“Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” Luke, Chapter Two.
This is Christmas.
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2 thoughts on “Christmas In All Of Its Colors”
It truly is better to give than receive. It’s so enjoyable to give to others especially at this time of year. So sorry to hear about your surgery and recovery time. Praying the time goes fast as you heal.
Thanks, Meghan. You are a true friend. And we are still praying for you and your husband. God bless.