As Christmas approaches, I find myself thinking about last year. I was still recovering from a minor heart procedure, too weak to attempt many of the traditional items that I normally tackle each December. That may be why my children and grandchildren decided to set up the Christmas tree for me. I sat comfortably on the couch and watched as our artificial tree was pieced together, the ornaments were located, and the boxes opened for my grandchildren to explore. At the tender ages of four and one and a half, these precious children smiled with joy at the discovery of each ornament. Carefully they placed them on the tree in a random manner that to them seemed appropriate. My granddaughter sorted colors and shapes, while her younger brother made a nest on one side of the tree and lovingly set the ornaments he treasured in that safe place. Touched by their eagerness to help, the tree was left as they had decorated it, a reminder of that magical night.
I wrote the following poem this morning as I reflected on last year's experience. May I always remember the importance of reaching out to others in love. Gifts don't need to be large or expensive, but if they come from the heart, they are truly the best gifts we can give.
The Best Christmas Gift
Christmas
Can sometimes
Make us feel blue--
It’s sad to say but
often true
This time of year we
tend to miss
The items that bring true
inner bliss
As we try to look
impressive with lights and décor
Sending better
Christmas cards than the year before
Tackling tasks we always
think we must do this season
While we ignore the all-important
behind-the-scenes reason
We celebrate this
time of year—a time of hope, and love and cheer—
If we’ll reflect on
what the best gift might be, an item not for sale, but given for free:
The love of our
Savior—we can extend to others--the people around us, our sisters and brothers
He taught through
love and the example He set, showing us it is much better to give than to get
Atoning for a world
that doesn’t understand, the importance of being there for our fellow man
To emulate His life
is the best gift to give, walking in His footsteps each day that we live
Reach out to those in
need—lift the troubled soul
Make kindness,
patience, and tolerance a goal
And in time we may
begin to finally see
The path He walked in
Galilee.
By: Cheri J. Crane
3 comments:
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And a big "squish" to you, Jody. =) Have a wonderfully Merry Christmas!!!
Cheri, you never cease to amaze me with your delightful talents! Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem! And A very Merry Christmas to you!! Love ya, Lynn
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