So I’m watching “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the first time. It’s a good movie, and nothing I could have appreciated growing up. We’ve all had those George Bailey moments, where you’re at the end of your rope. Life is funny that way, but it could always be worse.
This Christmas has probably been my favorite since I was a kid. No giant gifts, no fighting the malls, just learning what Christmas is all about. Our church has a van it sends out to the housing projects across the state line and provides a meal and a church lesson to the kids who hop on the van. Nothing too preachy, just giving a chance to some kids who seem like they have nothing.
Instead of sending our offering in, we noticed that the Christmas fund was running a little low. So we asked that our offering go directly to those kids. Sunday, we had a Christmas party where the kids got up and sang, ate some good food, and got presents. Each kid in that room, probably no less than 40, got an age-appropriate gift: “real” barbie dolls, wilson footballs, etc. Even had a African-American Barbie for one of the little African-American girls in attendance. This all from a congregation that’s small in size in a rural town in NW Georgia.
Just seeing how something we did, helped so many, meant a lot to my spirits. Kinda puts the mad rush to the malls in perspective: it’s really kinda pointless. People matter, gifts don’t.
So it’s all put this holiday in perspective. From Sunday to watching “It’s a Wonderful Life”, I want to thank everyone and wish all of you (ya’ll) a Merry Christmas!