This Christmas, and honestly the past few Christmas’, went so incredibly fast. It seemed like this entire season just came out of nowhere. In the past, Christmas always took forever to get here because of the anticipation of new gifts. Now, I just want to spend time with my ridiculously humorous family.
The thing about getting older is that you start seeing things that you wouldn’t have seen as a kid. You see the look that someone gives someone else when a comment is made, you see the light on someone’s face when they get a present they really wanted, etc. As a kid, you are focused on one thing: PRESENTS. What amazing toy did I get? How many amazing toys did I get? Did I get more and better gifts than my cousins? etc. Christmas was always about what did I get? (at least it was for me).
This past Christmas I saw some amazing things my family members do and have done almost all of my life that I never realized.
My family knows how to serve one another.
I look at my grandma who has served my grandpa faithfully her whole life, especially during his declining health these past several years. She serves him all day, everyday. She puts his needs before her own because that is what you do in marriage. For better or for worse. In sickness and in health. That is dedication and sacrifice. On Wednesday, my grandma opened a gift that my grandpa helped create (with a little assistance from my mom, aunt, and myself). It was a little time book of her and my grandpa. Just little snippets of their life together. I was beyond excited to see her face when she opened that gift. Of course it was emotional for her, but I didn’t realize how much this affected me. That day I realized how dedicated she is to my grandpa. That moved me. I got to see the gift of sacrifice.
I look at my uncles and dad who serve their dad (my grandpa) who is suffering from Alzheimers. They make sure he has everything he needs in order to function and receive the care he needs. On Wednesday, my oldest uncle walked around with grandpa (he can’t sit still for long) nearly the whole afternoon making sure he didn’t fall or hurt himself. My other uncle and dad drive out to the nursing home several times a week to check in on him and give him care. They serve their dad because their dad raised and served them their whole lives, despite his flaws. They give back because without their dad they wouldn’t be here. Even though life was difficult at times, at the end of the day it’s their dad. They are called to serve and care for him. Honor your father and mother. It doesn’t stop when your dad is 90 (or 95 or 100 as my grandpa seems to think that’s how old he is). It doesn’t stop until the day they die. Dedication, sacrifice, love. I see it now, the gift of sacrifice.
These little things normally go unnoticed. No one seems to think about how amazing that is. When you give up a part of your desires to serve and care for someone else. I think that is the most noble thing a person can do. It is a PERFECT picture of Christ. Christ gave up everything for His Bride, The Church. I see the characteristics of God alive and well in the faithfulness of my family.
Thank you, family, for showing a selfless love that Christ calls all of us into. You have inspired me to look at the needs of others before my own. The gift of sacrifice goes a long way.
Praise God, y’all, Praise God.