Giving

 The kids got to stand in front of Fred Meyers, with Grandpa, to raise money for the Salvation Army. It was a really good experience for them. I am so glad they had the chance to do it. (What great memories to make with their Grandpa!) During their shift they raised quite a bit of money -- people were even stopping to write checks! (It was not just the kids effectiveness -- my dad was quite the noticeable presence at the front door.) I was astonished to see in the short time I dropped them off, a lot of people were being very generous. It surprised me, because I don't know how many times I have rushed into the store, trying to avoid eye-contact with the bell-ringer, while also trying to avoid the guilt of not giving (maybe that's just me!). I do try and give in other ways. But from now on, I will not hide my eyes, and lower my head, averting the bell-ringer. No. I may not always drop money in the red-bucket, but I am at least going to smile and say, "Merry Christmas!"  

 The kids had a really positive experience. An older gentleman coming out of the store stopped and told them what a good thing they were doing. The kind man pulled a newly-bought box of chocolate Santa's from his bag, and offered them to the kids, as a "thank you" for their service. How thoughtful is that? There is some good in this world! 

Daniel was also excited because he got to bring the bell home. 

 May the Spirit of giving find a place in your heart this season . . . the Spirit of love . . . The Spirt of Christmas!