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The Gift of Presence

The guest room has officially been taken over with Christmas paraphernalia – presents, ribbons, bags and bows, cards and tissue, post-it notes and edible goodies. I really enjoy tackling one present at a time – finding the right paper or bag, writing cards and singing along to the Christmas music blasting downstairs.

This morning, I was reminded of a beautiful little story that happened a quite a few years ago, when I was teaching Kindergarden.

A little boy named Matthew gave me a present on December 1st and said to me, “Miss Diane, you’re going to love my present.”

I said to him, “Matthew, it’s too early to open your Christmas present. I’ll put it on the window sill until our Christmas party and then I’ll open it.”

Every day during Calendar time, the class counted days until Jesus’ birthday but Matthew counted days until the party. Every day, he’d roll his dramatic eyes and tell everyone in the class, “Miss Diane is going to love my present.”

One day, we were were making sparkly trees, I overheard a group of students talking about Christmas. Once again, Matthew confidently announced to his friends, “it’s only five  more days until Miss Diane opens my present and I know she is going to love it.”

Well, Cordelia had had enough. She stood up, put her hands on her hips and said, “Matthew, I’m tired of hearing you say the same thing every day. Everyone has a present for Miss Diane. Why do you think she is going to love your present the most?

Without missing a beat, Matthew shot up and said, “Because the person who’s giving it to her really loves her.”

…definitely one of the best gifts I was given that year….and I can’t even remember what it was.

the gift of love

The gift of Jesus is given to us because of His love for us.

“The Christmas message is that there is hope for a ruined humanity – hope of pardon, hope of peace with God, hope of glory – because at the Father’s will Jesus Christ became poor, and was born in a stable so that thirty years later He might hang on a cross.”  J. I. Packer


  1. Matthew is precious; he gets the real meaning of Christmas. 🙂 Lovely story, Diane.
    Blessings ~ Wendy

    • Diane (Author)

      Matthew is now an adult but I remember this experience like it was yesterday.
      Thank you, Wendy.

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