Showing posts with label Gifts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gifts. Show all posts

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Unwrapping the Gift of a Moment


God decided to add His own Christmas decorations today as He blanketed the grounds in white. It’s amazing how the city comes to a halt much like the feel of a holiday.  I must admit that my first plan of action was to ignore the warnings of bad roads and just plow through my to-do list as planned.  After all, I’ve got a lot of “important” tasks to get crossed off  (32 items on today’s to-do list to be exact) so why should I let a little fluffy stuff interfere?  But thanks to the wisdom of my husband who really didn’t want me driving, my day turned more purposeful than my planning could have ever accomplished. 

Most mommas find out really fast that a “snow day” entails work of a different kind.  Days like today involve several loads of clothes in the dryer in between rounds of frozen fun, lots of extra dishes and mugs from my children and their friends who find their way inside to warm up, more cooking than normal because their appetites seem bigger than the snowmen they build, and a very heightened sense of child energy that requires triple the usual amount of coffee to keep up.

But I feel like I received a special gift wrapped in white today.  I was forced to abandon my plans, and I received the gift of a moment. I know it sounds cliché, but so many times our days are so full of things to do that we forget all the individual moments that make up a day.  I don’t know about you, but my focus can easily be on what needs to get done instead of what I can do with the moments I’ve been given right now.  Today’s moments – not tomorrow’s or the ones next month or next year – open my world up to so many opportunities.  When I do my best with the present moment, it puts me in the best place for the next moment.  They only come one moment at a time, and I can count on grace to open my eyes to the power each one hold. 

So while I didn’t get to the post office, doctor’s office, bank, grocery store, library, or get much done in the home academics world, instead I unwrapped beautiful moments one by one.  I was able to watch children eating snow, listen in and occasionally offer thoughts on growing girl conversations with my oldest and her friends, help little boys construct their own ice skating “patch” with water carried from the bathroom sink, and serve up nourishment of both words and bread.  On days like today when I wanted to do what I thought mattered most, God graciously opened my eyes to His desires for my moments.  And I think that ended up being what truly mattered. 

“Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. . .”
                                             Matthew 6:34 (The Message)









“We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery.”
                                          H. G. Wells

“Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.”
                                         Henry Miller



Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Daily Gifts

     Twinkling lights, apple spices, Christ-child carols, and a spirit of giving fill the atmosphere with anticipation in a way that makes December a month like no other.  I was reflecting the other day on some of my favorite Christmas gifts – my first tea set, a cordless curling iron, the trampoline from our parents, the music box from Brian – and my heart was warmed by the thoughtful and sacrificial love shown with each of those special gifts.  These carefully selected goods weren’t purchased to overshadow the ultimate Gift, but they were in celebration of our ultimate example of giving. 

     I believe God smiles upon gift-giving.  After all, He was the first one to bestow gifts in a tangible way.  He wrapped His most precious gift in tinsel of skin and ribbons of swaddling clothes to breathe love on a lost world.  That baby boy King gave all Creation hope and a future, and the grown man Savior ultimately gave His life for our eternity.  He is the gift that keeps giving through the hands and feet of His children.  Our gifts of love to the least of these, our hearts of service to those in need, our talents and treasures in worship can overflow from under our Christmas trees this year.  I think they’ll fit perfectly with the pretty packages.

     So often I get caught up in the “big gifts” in life, but I don’t want to miss out on the daily gifts that are special-wrapped just for me by the One who knows exactly what I need.  That’s why the list-crazy lady that I am is so excited about what is transpiring as I daily make note of heavenly gifts being delivered more timely than any UPS shipment could.  As I mentioned in previous posts, I’ve joined up with an online community who is intentionally making lists of all the gifts around us everyday.  Of course, the goal is to post on Mondays with the group, and here it is Wednesday, but that’s okay.  Now I have another item to add to my list -- the gift of grace on me even in the little things!   What’s amazing about celebrating God’s daily gifts is that I’m seeing how uniquely God has made me and knows just what to surprise me with.  He’s not re-gifting someone else’s unwanted present, but He has the perfect size, color, and price-point for what this woman needs.  By searching for the gift in daily experiences (even the tough ones), it is making my relationship with the Giver more alive than ever. 

     I encourage you, friend, to not only be a giver during this season, but be open to receiving too – God has so many gifts wrapped just for you! 

     One Thousand Gifts is the online community of gratitude, and here my list continues. . .
 

25.  A loud van horn that did its job to keep our family from a near parking-lot accident

26.  New friendship formed while sweating and sharing hearts over cardio machines at the gym

27.  Anticipation of an entire 24 hours alone with the man who holds my heart

28.  Tough questions asked by our adoption social worker

29.  An overdue afternoon of eating, sharing, and shopping with my momma

30.  Paperwork, paperwork, and more paperwork that make me feel just a little closer to our new family member

31.  A white envelope filled with a sacrificial gift that will take a chunk out of our home study costs

32.  Middle of the night searches under sheets and pillows for a stuffed-puppy named “Sammy”

33.  Text messages from a fast growing girl that make this pre-teen trip oh so sweet

34.  Feeling the steam rise from mugs of hot cocoa and watching them warm little bodies

35.  Counting down to the birthday of our Savior with songs, lights, and smells to celebrate the greatest Gift of all


P.S.  If you’re looking for a meaningful way to give, check out my friend, Christie Cotney’s blog:  Compass In My Heart.  She just moved to Uganda and really needs help with child sponsorships for about 100 more children.  Each sponsorship provides a child with the opportunity to attend school, receive medical treatment, have a daily meal, and get access to other basic necessities.  I LOVE these kind of gifts!!

Monday, November 29, 2010

One Thousand Gifts

     Black Friday.  Cyber Monday.  Free Shipping.  Earlybird Specials.  Tis' the season for deals, and every retailer on this planet is trying to lure us towards the perfect gift for everyone on our list.  For some reason, the glitz and glamour of the glossy ads aren't impressing me this year.  Don't get me wrong, I love shopping just like the next girl (maybe more), and I humbly confess that I used to own a t-shirt with the script, "Shopping is my therapy!"  But something is wrong when the amount of money we spend on one plastic battery-operated toy could feed a family in Africa for a month.

     How have we lost our way?  We fight to keep "Merry Christmas" in our retail establishments, yet aren't we the very ones taking Christ out of Christmas by feeding the consumer frenzy?  Keeping Christ in Christmas is more than semantics -- it's about actions, sacrifice, compassion, and crazy love.  I love giving gifts, and there will be several wrapped under our tree on Christmas morning, but I pray that the biggest gifts I offer this year will be those that can change lives immediately and eternally.  

     If you're looking for a different way to give this year, perhaps you'll find the perfect gift through one of these trusted sites:


     I don't think I could keep a goat hidden in my "Christmas closet", but wouldn't it be fun to surprise a family in the Uganda with one?  Just one goat can provide enough milk for nourishment as well as income from the sale of extra milk to purchase other necessities.  How about a couple of chickens for Christmas?  The protein from the eggs may very well keep a toddler alive all the way across our planet.  I'm getting really excited about my Christmas shopping now!


     P.S.  I'm so glad God gives me gifts of grace every single day.  I don't know about you, but I tend to overlook some of the most special gifts so I've decided to intentionally start jotting them down as a way to worship with gratitude.  I started my list in my Thanksgiving post, and I've joined up with an online community who gives thanks every Monday.  Won't you join me?  You can read more about this group here:

One Thousand Gifts

     This week I'm thankful for:

13.  warm covers over me and arms around me as I fall asleep

14.  children’s forgiveness given to an imperfect mother

15.  an evergreen candle filling the house with memories of when we had a “real” tree

16.  really good vitamins that balance out the Costco hot dog dinner

17.  6-second kisses around every corner

18.  candle-lit Advent talks on blankets around the Christmas tree

19.  photo cards from friends that I yearn to see in person

20.  the colors of fall not quite yielding to winter

21.  brisk family walks on the Noland Trail

22.  sweet support from friends joining us in our adoption journey

23.  rom-com movies with a man who gives me daily rom-com

24.  children who (for the time-being) think yard work is a game