Late one evening three years ago, on a chilly Southern Christmas Eve, two little elves scurried out on a last minute errand. They hadn’t forgotten a gift or a card or an ingredient for a Christmas treat. On a tiny inkling, they tip-toed the aisles of a Walgreens, until they found what they were looking for.
Staring at boxes boasting early results and better accuracy, the elves discussed the choices quietly amongst themselves and came to an agreement. They gingerly presented the goods to the cashier, made their purchase, and hurried home.
Half an hour later they stood in an upstairs bedroom, staring at two pink lines for the second time in ten minutes. They laughed and cried and wondered and marveled at this special gift from above. The timing of this surprise discovery could not have been more magical. To this day the elves agree: that gift is by far the best Christmas gift they’ve ever received, bar One other Gift of immeasurable significance, which actually arrived in a similar fashion, around 2000 years earlier.
It feels safe to say the very best gifts don’t come in any boxes at all.
Agreed.
By far the best present I got this morning was a photoframe with a photo of my godson and his little brother. Reminds me of what’s important and what I’m truly thankful for.
Hi
I just found your blog and I must say I am mesmerized. I can’t stop reading. What a fascinating life you lead for the Lord! Thank you for all you do in His name.
I will return often and I wish you the best in your life far from your southern home. Best, Vicki
Hi Vicki! Thanks so much for the encouragement! What a blessing! Blessings to you and Happy New Year! xCC