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Today’s blog isn’t so much about art but “Heart”.
This time of year brings out the best in most people. Some store up all of their “giving” throughout the year and really help to make Christmas a blessed event for some who normally wouldn’t have a jolly time. This is good, because the need is so great. Others, help all year long and appreciate the extra help this time of year. Then there are those who remain, as always in their “I” mode(a trip to the mall will reinforce this statement), not caring for others or think it is not their problem. And, it really isn’t their problem. Nor, is it the one who helps problem.
I’m approaching this holiday with some bittersweet memories, as it’s the first without my mom. And, how she loved Christmas! It was her favorite time of year. She and my sister would start buying for the next year in January. I am not kidding. She had a whole room dedicated to her purchases. My mom did not have a lot of money, so she had to buy a little at a time. Come November she’d start wrapping, it was a full time job until Christmas. Denny and I would go gather her gifts to bring to our house, and in recent years, Dan’l’s home. It sometimes took two vehicles. But, oh how she loved it!! Christmas 2011, there was no shopping, she just had my sister, include her name on her gifts. She had fallen ill in 2011 to the point she wasn’t able to shop. But, we still had a blast Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, filled with karoke, food, libations and fun. And, of course the annual picture around the Almy Bar.
Her giving wasn’t about gifts purchased with money. It was about “loving to give”, it came from her heart. Often, it was something you didn’t need, or wouldn’t use….example : for years and years she gave me beautiful earrings. And, every year, as she’d wait for me to try them on, I’d remind her, “Mother I don’t have pierced ears!!!!! And her reply would be, “you don’t? well maybe you should have them pierced! Just keep them until you get it done!!” But the love that came from the gift will keep on giving forever. You knew if you got a gift from her, it was bought and given with love just for you.
You see, my mom grew up very poor. She was one of six siblings and from age of 4, a daughter of a widowed mom. Christmas truly was apples and oranges, nuts and a corn cob doll. And, if the family got anything else, it was from the people from a church(this was way before “toy drives”), that helped at Christmas to make some childs Christmas more joyful.
This year we will toast her, sing O Holy Night (her favorite request to Bill A!), dance and have our picture made around the bar.
Remember the true meaning, the birth of our Savior, who gave us the ultimate gift purchased with love for each of us. Buy an extra gift, an extra toy, a extra sack of food, drop some money in the red bucket. fill a shoebox for the homeless ( www.soupmobile.org ). There are so many opportunites to help. If everyone does a little, there will be a lot more joy all year long.
Blessing and hugs to you and your family for a holiday full of many blessings, love, and joy.
Living He loved me, dying He saved me And buried He carried my sins far away Rising He justified freely forever One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day Glorious day, oh, glorious day…. Casting Crowns