Where's My Christmas Spirit?
I put down the box and walked quickly to the door with the broken window. The boy was gone. I never saw him again.
It's been quite a while since I left that little boy standing in the hallway. Since then, I think I've grown a lot in my faith. And I've found ways to serve and care for others, like doing volunteer work at a shelter for battered women. Helping others in need has become very important to me.
I can't say that my experience with that little boy is the only reason I want to show God's love to others, but I do know the experience taught me a lasting lesson. Until then, I'd spent a lot of time feeling sorry for myself. I felt everybody was always bossing me around. I thought I had no power at all.
But I had a lot of power. I had the power to make a little boy feel welcome or make him feel unwelcome. I had the power to show Christ's love or reject a child.
At Christmastime, the children's choir at my church sings a hymn that includes these words: "Innkeeper, Innkeeper, do you have room for the child?" The final stanza ends with this question: "Innkeepers, Innkeepers all, do you have room for the child?"
If I say I have room for Christ in my life but fail to show love to others, I'm only fooling myself. In fact, Jesus says that if I reject hurting people, I am really rejecting him (Matthew 25:31-46). I hope I will always keep the door open to those in need. I hope I will always realize that I have power in my life. And I hope I will always remember to use my power in the right way.
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