Merry Christmas – The Gold Wrapping Paper
We’ve always be extremely grateful and blessed to provide great Christmases for our children. There have been many years that I’ve told my kids that ‘this year Christmas isn’t going to be that big’, but we’ve always managed to pull it off successfully. We’ve also always been able to find a little extra to give to others whether it’s helping another family when they’re not able to afford something or baking and giving out yummy treats to friends and neighbors. Not everyone is so blessed and we understand that.
What I’ve found throughout the years is that it’s not the cost of the item that you give, it’s about the love that you put into it.
I can’t remember the last time that I couldn’t sleep because I was waiting to open my gifts on Christmas morning, but every year I have a difficult time sleeping because I can’t wait to watch my kids open their gifts. This year is no exception. It is truly better to give than to receive.
Our hope and prayer for all is that you find it in your hearts to give when and where you can.
Merry Christmas from my family to yours!
Once upon a time, there was a man who worked very hard just to keep food on the table for his family. This particular year a few days before Christmas, he punished his little five-year-old daughter after learning that she had used up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.
As money was tight, he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve he saw that the child had used all of the expensive gold paper to decorate one shoebox she had put under the Christmas tree. He also was concerned about where she had gotten money to buy what was in the shoebox.
Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”
As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, now regretting how he had punished her.
But when he opened the shoebox, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don’t you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside the package!”
The little girl looked up at him with sad tears rolling from her eyes and whispered: “Daddy, it’s not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.”
The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept this little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems, he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us has been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.