In trying to humble myself and get into the holiday spirit I started thinking about amazing Christmas stories that have happened in my life. The one I always come back to is the story of my gameboy! (I loved that thing)
I don't recall how old I was, but I do remember just how badly I wanted a gameboy for Christmas. I asked Santa and secretly hoped I had been a good enough girl throughout the year to deserve such a special present. To my surprise and elation on Christmas morning I unwrapped many presents, one of which was my gameboy!!!! I couldn't have been more excited! Of course Santa was real, he had heard my request, and had brought me my gameboy. I knew that my parents struggled financially and that they could have never afforded to buy all the fun things me and my 3 siblings at the time had received! I played that gameboy non-stop for years, and hold many fond memories of my little brother laying on the back of the couch looking over my shoulder trying to watch me play. When I would annoyingly tell him to go away he would sweetly respond, "Boys just have to look." :) It wasn't until I was much older that I learned the true story behind the gameboy Christmas. . .
Desperate to make me happy on Christmas my mom began sewing little dolls that she would be able to sell at a local craft store to make extra money for presents. She made dozens of dolls. (I'm not sure exactly what they looked like because honestly I don't recall her even making them in front of us) She found a craft store that would sell them and began making some extra money. My amazing mother sacrificed a lot of time and energy so that her children, and me especially, could be happy on Christmas! When I start getting sad during the holidays I just have to remember this story and the love of my mother and it puts a smile on my face and gratitude in my heart.
If my mother loves me that much I can't even comprehend the love of my Heavenly Father, who allowed His only begotton Son to suffer and die for me. When I start reflecting on the true reason for the season, the cuts on my hand, the lack of money, the homesickness all become trivial. I'm grateful for a time to reflect on what is really important in life and on my Savior and all the GREAT sacrifices he has made for me!
Merry Christmas Everyone!
I cried, you made my day
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