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A Magical Gift





A few weeks ago, I received some coasters as a Christmas gift.  I love it because the person made them just for me.  No, they aren’t expensive but I know that when she made them, I was on her mind.  She was making them special, just for me.  They were the best gift I could have been given.  A few years ago I received a mug from my older daughter.  She hijacked pictures of the family and them put on a mug.  Every time I use that mug I look at those pictures and smile.  Score one for the daughter who knew that mom would love to see those pictures whenever she sat down for a cup of “joe” (coffee).  There have been other gifts that, over the years, have meant the world to me because I knew that the person giving the gift had chosen it with care and love.  They were thinking of me.  They didn’t grab the first thing off the shelf and call it good enough.  No, they deliberately picked the one thing they knew I would love.  Gifts chosen with care, considering the receiver are magical.  To me, just to know that this other person loved you so much that they would put such thought, care and love into a gift is amazing.

Way back at the beginning of time, God had planned the first Christmas gift, the gift of his son.  Wow!! Now that is astonishing.  God knew man; that we would fail him; and, best of all, that we would need a savior!  So way back in the garden he had planned to send his son to bring light into a dark and dirty world.  His love for us was so great that he gave us the one thing, the only thing that could help us.  His son.  There is nothing more deliberate that that. God’s plan was intentional knowing who was to get the gift. The Gift of a baby in a manger on that first Christmas morning was magical.  What better way to say I love you than with a well-planned, thought out gift that was hand pick just for you; that’s just what God did for you because of his great love for you! God chose a gift just for you because he Loves you.  How cool is that!!


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