Monday, December 17, 2012


We are shell shocked right now because a whirlwind of blessing just passed through our door seconds ago. We had just put Mr Boy to bed and then there was a knock at the door. The man standing before me said, "we have a gift for you." He then walked back out to his car and so began the flood of people bearing boxes full of groceries and Christmas food, pouring into our home. 10 boxes in all, if you can even wrap your mind around it. I could not and can not. It was like a dream. I don't even recall if I said, "thank you," because I was still trying to figure out what was going on and there were no words on my tongue.  Speechless. Some of them were standing at their cars, some were carrying the boxes, and still some were singing carols. I finally got enough wits about me to ask one the ladies leaving my home, "who are you guys?" I did not recognize any of them. "The Ghosts of Christmas," she replied. Strangers.

They are more full than they appear in the photos... there is more underneath.

I am still a little shaky. My heart is racing. We do not know how they know us, or how they deemed us worthy to be the beneficiaries of their love and of the overflow from their hearts.  But we are unbelievably thankful to these strangers, these "Angels of Christmas."

Matthew 6:25-34

New International Version (NIV)

Do Not Worry

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

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