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What Gift would I Give Him?

This holiday season I have been on a special mission. I
call it "In search of the Waltons at Christmas."
So many people seem to be struggling this year with family
relationships. I have overheard them in the malls and
department stores.
"Well, I'm not spending much on him this year. I don't even
like him. I'm doing this because I have to!"
One woman filled with the spirit of giving said: "I'll buy
this and keep it upstairs. If she doesn't have something for
me I'm not wasting my good money on her."
Although the Waltons had typical brother/sister clashes
mixed with a few inter generational disagreements, they were
very much intact as a family. I believe many viewers tuned
in longing for that special place where all problems were
resolved in an hour.
My search recently took me to a local church where I sat
pondering the meaning of it all. After about ten minutes a
father and young child about five years old walked in
breaking the silence and disrupting my meditative state. In
reality the peace and quiet nearly lulled me off to sleep.
"Daddy, look the manger!" the young boy said.
"Is that Santa over there?" he asked pointing to one of the
three wise men.
"No, son. They are the Three Kings bringing presents to
Jesus." replied Dad.
"Christmas presents?"
"No. I guess you can say they are birthday presents.
Remember we told you that Christmas is really our
celebration of the birth of Jesus."
The young boy paused for a moment seemingly satisfied with
Dad's answer. Then, as children will do, asked the
unanswerable question that warms your heart and often puts
you in your place.
"Daddy, what are we giving Jesus for His birthday this
year?"
Silence. Then drawing on the wisdom of the ages and the
creative parental genes that make us what we are, Daddy
said..."I don't know. Ask your Mom."
They left right after that. Peace and quiet returned to this
great sanctuary leaving me to think about what that child
had to say. If I were there that sacred evening drawn by the
light of the star of Bethlehem what gift would I offer Him?
I really had no idea. First, I can't begin to imagine
kneeling before Him in the presence of Joseph and Mary.
But a gift from me to Jesus? What thing of value could I
possible give to my Lord?
This was a thought that overwhelmed me. I pride myself in
having the ability to at least come up with options, choices
for people who share their personal problems with me. But
the thought of me having anything that Jesus would want
brought tears of sadness for I felt I had nothing to offer
Him.
So I did what the young child had done earlier. I turned to
my Father and asked..."Oh, God what could I possibly offer
your Son as a gift? I really have nothing of value."
I sat quietly and totally oblivious to the world. A small
voice inside my soul said "The same thing He had given you.
His Life! Give Him your life. Not sacrificed on a cross. But
lived to honor Him."
I wept openly.
Here is my message to you celebrating the birth of Christ
and to each of you who value your faith whatever it may be.
The greatest gifts exchanged this Holiday Season will not be
those found wrapped under your tree or shared in sacred
ceremony dedicated to your God. The greatest gift of all,
more valuable than gold, not traded on Wall Street, not held
in vaults for safe keeping...is YOU!
You are the greatest of all gifts given to this world, your
family, and your community. Your wealth is not in your
checking account, but your actions, your life, your spirit
as you live a positive, passion filled existence. That makes
you valuable beyond measure.
My gift to you this Holiday is this message. Sorry it wasn't
wrapped in fancy paper. It was really much too big. It is
about your life. Now live it.
Merry Christmas!
"I believe in you!" Bob Perks
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