Our Christmas Angel

It was Friday night.  Our kids should have already gone to bed, but not this night. We had just finished our Advent reading. My hair was still wet from a shower. Brent was trying to calm the kids down. They never want to be done with our Advent reading, they want more. But this anticipation, this is what Advent is. So, we were slowly making our way to the back of the house and the doorbell rings.

Who would be here on the Friday night before Christmas at eight in the evening. Who?

Brent answers the door.

To who? We still don't know.

This man, whomever he is, he wouldn't give a name. He said that it didn't matter. Someone we knew wanted to bless us. This is what mattered.

So, he gave us gifts.

Gift after gift after gift.

Every gift was personal. This "angel" , they knew us. They knew what we liked, what we desired, what would make our hearts happy.

Isn't this God too? Doesn't He know us this way?  Doesn't He give gift after gift after gift?

My kids they stood there. My husband stood there. I stood there. Receiving.

It was overwhelming, more then my heart could take in. My eyes filled with tears.

You see, here, in our home... Christmas isn't about gifts, not the ones you can buy.

We make every attempt to focus on Him... the One.

The One... Who came.

It is because of Him, that we celebrate. That we rejoice.

No "gifts" are under our tree.

In their place, we place... The GIFT.

A nativity.

Christmas is Christ, the baby, born in a stable... lying in a manger.

Christmas isn't about gifts.

But these gifts... they were different. I stood there receiving more then I could imagine. I watched my kids open gifts that were amazing, but the whole time.... the whole time, my heart was focused on the heart of this giver of ours and how their heart reminded me of the true GIFT. As my children jumped up and down and tears were flowing down my face, my husband's arm around me, I felt, I knew, the Christmas GIFT more then I ever have.

Joshua, he knew. He knew this moment was special. He set down his gifts and he came over to me as I was crying and he says this, "Momma, we were blessed, huh? Who did this? Why?"

And I said this, "God did Joshua. He gave us these gifts, yes, through a person, but it was Him. God gives all that is good. This is why Jesus came, this is why He was born."

Thank you Christmas angel.

You blessed our home and our hearts more then you will ever know.

Your heart echos that Baby in a manger lying under our tree.

Your heart echos His.

Thank you for bringing His love even more into our home.

Merry Christmas and many blessings from our family to you!!!!