Yes, it may be old fashioned...yes, it may make some of you cringe, or it may bring warm and fuzzies to some of you. At any rate, our Sunday school class went caroling last night. One of my friends said, "I hate you one day of the year...this one." hahaha...at least I get 364 other days!
We drove in a caravan around town, delivering poinsettias and singing familiar tunes. All this while a six year old, four year old, and two year old danced, sang a little, chased each other around in a circle, drank the resident's diet coke, ate a few marshmallows...
All this seems small...let's face it, we are small...the things we do sometimes seem to not matter. But that is the point...we are small, but God takes what we offer and makes it better and bigger.
As we sang to one of our elderly church members, he began to wipe tears from his eyes. For some people, this time of year is bittersweet. It brings back memories of the past...memories of goodness, of children, of spouses lost...
But we have the capacity to bring something small--a carol, a flower, a smile...to make a big difference in the hearts around us. Hearts that are waiting for a spark, for a new memory, for good news that we are able to give.
It matters.
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