When we got your information from the shelter, we knew God was using us for something bigger this Christmas.
I don't know your exact situation, but I know most families at the shelter you live at have recently escaped domestic violence situations.
When I read about what you and your kids would like on Christmas, my heart hurt for you.
A gift card for an oil change...A rug for the front door...Hand towels...Socks...
I wanted to reach through the packet of information, find you and give you a great big hug.
I wanted to tell you, "It's okay, Momma. We're going to make sure you're taken care of this Christmas."
When I read you wanted your children's needs met first, I knew we had to go all out.
Not just for them.
But for you, too.
My family and I armed ourselves with two carts in the busy aisles of our local Walmart.
We didn't know what was "cool" for a boy, so we found some boys with their family and asked them to help us find "the best" gifts for guys like them.
Apparently, Disney Infinity toys are pretty cool.
We walked down the Barbie aisle and got lost in the Frozen section.
I watched a little girl sing [loudly] "Let it Go! Let it Goooo!" and then interrupt herself to
I didn't even know what it was, but I threw it into the cart.
Everything she touched, I grabbed. Because I knew if this girl loved 'em, so would your daughters.
I know you said you wanted nothing. And I know your caseworker probably required you to put down items on your own "wish list."
But I also know we had to get you more than a clock, rug and a hand towel for Christmas.
I hope you like what we picked out for you.
More than that, I hope you find happiness in watching your kids smile when they open up their gifts. When they look at you and excitedly squeal at the sight of their new toys and clothes.
I don't know where you live, Momma.
I don't even know your name.
But I want you to know, you mean something to our family.
You reminded us this season is much more than just pretty bows and fancy lights on a Christmas tree.
It's about spreading kindness.
And comfort to those who need it.
So, Momma...thanks for that reminder.
I hope this Christmas is the best one yet.
With love, gratitude and prayers for a blessed new year ahead...
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