Abundant and slippery. We tore into stockings, decimated the piles of presents, looked around to be sure we hadn’t missed a thing, and then forgot all about the giving that had blessed us just minutes earlier.
Now I want Christmas to stick. I don’t mean candy-cane smudged kisses from grandkids, although I love those, too. I want to build memories on Christmas.
I crave Christmas memories that don’t just linger–they carve a hollow in my heart and move in to warm my soul.
Good giving, the lie insists, has to do with finding something different. Something unique.
Some people believe that miracles don’t happen anymore.
They do. And you can be one.
Merry, Sticky, Miracle-Making Christmas to you!
7 Each one must do just as he has purposed in his heart, not grudgingly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver. 8 And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that always having all sufficiency in everything, you may have an abundance for every good deed; 9 as it is written,
“He scattered abroad, he gave to the poor,
His righteousness endures forever.”
2 Corinthians 9:7-9 (NASB)