Wednesday, December 3, 2008

When Your Kids Make You Proud...

Yesterday, I received an invitation to help the Nashville Rescue Mission provide Christmas dinner for some homeless men, women, and children who would otherwise go without a warm meal at such a special time. I did two things: I decided that our family could afford to feed 6 people (less money than taking us all out to McDonald's), and I explained the Mission to the children and asked if any of them wanted to help. Here's where God moved my family.... You ready for it?

My son brings me his only dollar. Yeah, I asked him, and he said it was the only one he could find. And he gave it to me for the Mission. {sniffle}

My oldest child, my first-born, brought me $4. She said she wanted to feed two people. On her own. {sniffle, sniffle}

I promptly wrote a check. God is so GOOD.

As if that is not enough, the oldest brought me the rest of her money this morning and said she wants to feed more homeless people Christmas dinner. She then says, "Well, I am only going to buy Littlest Pet Shops with my money, and I don't need any more of those." Counted out, she is providing Christmas dinner for 5 people. All by herself.

I think I will be writing another check. Thought out, my 9-year-old is more generous than her parents. When was the last time I drained my wallet to help someone else?

That, my friends, is the true spirit of Christmas. May it be with you this year, as well.

1 comment:

  1. Now...this is what the true meaning of Christmas is! Your kids are awesome!