I have to share this little story that as a mommy just touched my heart. At our church right now we are doing the operation Christmas child shoe box drive. You take an old shoe box, decorate it with some Christmas paper, and fill it with toys, candy, and things for a child who might not otherwise get a Christmas gift over seas. On Sunday during Katrina's first class she got to participate in stuffing some of these boxes. That day after we got home Justin and I decided to rearrange the girls room, which included taking apart their bunk beds to make two beds on the ground and doing a complete overhaul. It took quit a while but while we were working on that Katrina was busy working on her own little project. She kept coming upstairs and going on and on about how she needed this and that (various things) for her shoe boxes for the orphans. Were weren't really paying too much attention to her and didn't really know what she was doing. By the time we got done it was almost dinner time, we came down stairs to find Katrina at the kitchen table with a mess in front of her. She had been very busy. I saw scissors, tape, paper, card board, crayons, candy, more tape, just random things. I was like, what do you have going on here? She was like, Mom! these are my shoe boxes I am making for the orphans, I have to get them done. She had gone out to the garage and gotten two collapsed cereal boxes and one shoe box from our recycling bins and taped them back together, filled them with her used crayons, toys I was going to throw away (from cleaning their room), and a bunch of her Halloween candy out of her treat bag. She had even included a pair of her scissors in one box, intentional or not. She had drawn little pictures and taped them on top of the boxes. They were totally misshapen and, well, looked like a 5 year old had made them but I was just so touched. She was so concerned and had to get these boxes done and had so willingly filled them with
her candy and
her colors and
her toys. She is our first child and I don't know if that has anything to do with it or not but she can be pretty selfish sometimes. It's difficult to get her to share anything with her sisters, even her dad or I, especially when it comes to candy. But she had just given it so easily, without thought to the cost to her because she cared, and was concerned that these little children who she does not know would not have presents for Christmas. I didn't know how to tell her that we couldn't turn the boxes she had made in and have them sent without breaking her little heart. So I didn't. We went to the store the next day and purchased everything we needed to make some 'real' boxes for the orphans and I just let her think they all went to the same place. That is the true heart of giving so freely of our 'stuff' that I think God would like to see from me sometimes. With concern only for the well being of someone else, true genuine concern, not with any motivation for myself or what I might gain, or concern for what I might loose or sacrifice. If only I could be more like a 5 year old sometimes.