Giving Gifts
Winston and Shirley called yesterday afternoon and wanted to give gifts to some of the kids we minister to in Dallas. God had already placed one family on my heart. Driving to church yesterday, two of them told me about how they didn't get any gifts for Christmas. They were visibly disappointed. Winston and Shirley were able to account for gifts that would work for 5 of the 7 kids. "I'll come up with the gifts for the other two," I told them. The 'other two' were teenage girls. Thankfully, my friend Rachel helped me with selecting the gifts. Who knows what girls like and what's this word 'cute' I keep hearing? Don't know what it means. But I digress.
So I called the father last night and asked him what he thought about us delivering the gifts to his kids. "Yes, it's ok," he told me, but he also talked of his longing that he could afford to buy gifts for his kids also. He is a refugee from Africa and a father of 7 children- and unemployed. God help us to bless these kids without embarrassing their father!
So this evening, I met up with Winston and Shirley, their son Trevor, and their friend Carol. I devised a clever plan so that the father would give the gifts and receive the credit for them. When it came time to make the 'drop-off', he wasn't home like he said he would be. So we took the presents up to the kids ourselves. Merry Christmas!


