A Christmas Story

This post will be short but it is awesome.

Our children's church sponsored a local DHS house and while wrapping the gifts we noticed that some of the kids didn't get much. John and I didn't have the money to buy anything so I went home and looked through my kids presents. I know that sounds weird but they had a lot of presents. I found a gift for the one year old boy out of Ainsley's presents.

When we went to the DHS house we got to watch the kids open their gifts. The one year old looked so sad but when he opened that present he lit up. It was such an awesome feeling.

A few days later on Christmas Eve we went to Wichita Falls to open presents with my family. My sister got Ainsley the same present we gave away to that one year old boy. I couldn't believe it. Normally, we tell each other what we are getting the kids but this year we didn't. I was in awe of what the Lord had done.

This was a lesson that even the smallest things we do to help others count.

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