Matthew is a great gift-giver. Although not sentimental, he takes great care in choosing just the right gifts for each of us. Nearly everyday this month, he's had a surprise for at least one of us. Maybe a hot wheel from his collection in my favorite color, or one of his stuffed Bears because Helen loves "b's" right now. I love this about him.
Matthew couldn't wait for me to open his gift. He was so excited. He had seen it the week before, but kept it a secret until Dad could take him shopping tonight. With his three wadded, one dollar bills, he set out. This is what I got:
A ceramic house that lights up when you push a button. When I opened it, he told me "it cost all my dollars, but I knew you would love it". And I do. Not so much for what it is, but for who it represents. There is so much I want to teach my children, but I often find that they are teaching me. Isn't this the kind of giving that honors our God? The kind that cost "all our dollars", but is still given with a cheerful heart, even excitement, because we just know how much "he's going to love it."
So, if you come to my house this Christmas, or the next, or the one after that, you'll find my little ceramic house. It might even still light up. But it will definitely be a reminder of what Christmas is all about.
Merry Christmas.
