Christmas 2019 has come and gone like a thief in the night! Like all of its sister Christmases past, it had its high moments and its low moments. When all is said and done, 1,900 children received a wonderful gift of charity from people who they don’t even know. We can only imagine the smiling faces and the sound of joyful giggles from these children when they saw what “Santa” had brought them. It only matches the smiling faces and joyful giggles of our Christmas volunteers when they “found the right gift” for a child whose bag they were filling. It brings a smile to my face every time I think about it!
What about that anonymous gang of about 7,000 people who take a tag or two or three and head into the shopping frenzy to find the “right” gift for a little boy or girl whom they only know by their first name, their age, gender, their coat size and the requested gift. To them, Christmas is a time to worry about the other, be they big or small, black or white, Christian or otherwise, whether they live in my town or far away. It’s not a time to quibble about our differences, it is a time to show the love God has for all his creation. When I think about them, I pause whatever I am doing and say a prayer that God will bless their work.
This year, we were able to sign up 891 families with 1,883 children which works out to about 12,000 gifts. We were blessed to have a few families sign up to volunteer December 22 and 23, 2019. This allowed us to process another 33 families to receive Christmas toys! Because of the generosity of everyone who contributed to our Christmas appeal we were able to waive the $5.00 donation fee for 41 families. Another interesting Christmas fact for you to ponder is that from December 16th to the 23rd we had 169 families sign up. This is startling because we started taking names on October 5, 2019!
So with all this good Christmas news, let me tell you how the season ended. It is December 24, 2019 and it is 11:58 A.M. I had dismantled all of the computers and packed away all the partitions we use to create a data entry space in the shed, packed up all the heaters, shut off the gas to the building, neatly arranged the gift bags for the 18 families who had not yet claimed their gifts and I had just finished bagging the cash register we use for Christmas to protect it until we need it again next year, when there was a knock on the door! “I can’t believe it,” I said to myself in complete despair. Whenever this happens it is never good.
I opened the door and a young mother said, “I am here to pick up my gifts.” “A little late,” I thought to myself. “But I don’t have my paper.” she said. “Well, “ I said, “Without the slip of paper (by the way this is the receipt we give at sign up and it has the identifying family number on it so we can identify which bags belong to which family.) I can’t find your gifts. “Well,” she said. “Can’t you look it up?” “No,” I said because everything is shut down. All the computers are dismantled, the offices are all closed up for the holidays, and I am on my way home to be with my family.” “Are you sure?” she said angrily. It was then that I took a good look at her and noticed that she was “high” on something and my defense mechanism kicked in. Was she really going to give the kids their gifts or were they going to be sold for more drug money? So I told her to come back on Thursday after Christmas and bring her slip of paper and we would be able to get her gifts. This way I thought the kids might have a better chance of getting the gifts even if it was after Christmas. She took a step back and just looked at me for a few seconds and without another word turned and got into a car and left. Here it is well after New Year’s Day, and I still haven’t seen her. This still haunts me in the still of the night!