"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life." Jesus, in John 3:16
For the first time that day, Aimee rested. In a living room lit by the Christmas tree, she sat to admire her work, presents tucked neatly under bent branches. Amidst the rattle and hiss of the radiator, the faint sounds of Christmas carols could be heard coming from a tape in the boys' room. Only now did she find time to be sad. The life of a single mom leaves barely enough time to breathe, and the frenetic pace of work and home keeps her rushing from task to task with little down time. When it came, as in moments like this on Christmas Eve, she secretly wished for someone to care for her like she did her children.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang; startling her into action as she raced to be sure they didn't ring it twice. The last thing she needed now was wide-awake little ones. Peeking out the window, she was surprised to see two of her coworkers, arms full of packages. Behind them was her boss. "Merry Christmas," they whispered, as they set their gifts at the door. "Just wanted you to know someone was thinking of you tonight." They were gone as quick as they came.
Across town, Tom and his wife talked about their Christmas plans again. As the newest guy in the company, Tom drew Christmas duty. Sitting together with their coffee, they wrapped the presents for the girls. After months without work, there was a certain thrill to the task, and being gone for eight hours didn't seem bad at all. Christmas would wait for dinner time.
A knock on the door surprised them like it did Aimee. Standing outside Tom's door were two of his coworkers with no presents in their hands. Behind them was his boss. "Merry Christmas", she whispered as she shook his hand. "We want you to stay home tomorrow and be with your kids. We're taking the Christmas shift. Just wanted you to know someone was thinking of you tonight."
All over town that evening, worker after worker got surprised by coworkers and bosses spreading their own kind of Christmas cheer, each gift recognizing the unique needs of someone they saw most every working day, but seldom really saw at all.
This Christmas season, we invite you to look around your workplace at the faces you see every day, and see them through the eyes of God.
A long time ago, on a night history still records with wonder, the eyes of God looked down on us, and sent us His Son, a reminder that Someone was thinking of you, and me, that very night.
For the first time that day, Aimee rested. In a living room lit by the Christmas tree, she sat to admire her work, presents tucked neatly under bent branches. Amidst the rattle and hiss of the radiator, the faint sounds of Christmas carols could be heard coming from a tape in the boys' room. Only now did she find time to be sad. The life of a single mom leaves barely enough time to breathe, and the frenetic pace of work and home keeps her rushing from task to task with little down time. When it came, as in moments like this on Christmas Eve, she secretly wished for someone to care for her like she did her children.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang; startling her into action as she raced to be sure they didn't ring it twice. The last thing she needed now was wide-awake little ones. Peeking out the window, she was surprised to see two of her coworkers, arms full of packages. Behind them was her boss. "Merry Christmas," they whispered, as they set their gifts at the door. "Just wanted you to know someone was thinking of you tonight." They were gone as quick as they came.
Across town, Tom and his wife talked about their Christmas plans again. As the newest guy in the company, Tom drew Christmas duty. Sitting together with their coffee, they wrapped the presents for the girls. After months without work, there was a certain thrill to the task, and being gone for eight hours didn't seem bad at all. Christmas would wait for dinner time.
A knock on the door surprised them like it did Aimee. Standing outside Tom's door were two of his coworkers with no presents in their hands. Behind them was his boss. "Merry Christmas", she whispered as she shook his hand. "We want you to stay home tomorrow and be with your kids. We're taking the Christmas shift. Just wanted you to know someone was thinking of you tonight."
All over town that evening, worker after worker got surprised by coworkers and bosses spreading their own kind of Christmas cheer, each gift recognizing the unique needs of someone they saw most every working day, but seldom really saw at all.
This Christmas season, we invite you to look around your workplace at the faces you see every day, and see them through the eyes of God.
A long time ago, on a night history still records with wonder, the eyes of God looked down on us, and sent us His Son, a reminder that Someone was thinking of you, and me, that very night.
---Randy Kilgore
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