Virginia held her “quiet please” finger to her lips. The some twenty little ones in her day care settled down for the moment.
“Who’s going to say grace?” she followed; knowing that this was not a customary procedure, but this was their ” holiday lunch” where they shared gifts. Not noticing the little hand waving in back, she prepared to do it herself. However, there was an insistent; “just- was four year old voice” that would say; “I will, I will”.
Then the little voice began; God bless….and on…. until he had covered things; he thought, completely.
This would be remarkable now, in the context of violations of rights, rules and reputations; that Eli would have the right or permission to deliver, and the others to hear, praise in the “freedom not to” environment of today.
You would say; “so?” I would then reveal that never had I received such a gift! You see Eli is my great- grandson. Perhaps I have already told you how great.
We all all remember our recollections of the “best ever” Christmases. They begin with the often self centered thoughts of getting just what we wanted. Then, at last and hopefully, meeting someone else’s need or desires.
If one would ask me now after 83 years of receiving countless
gifts of God’s grace; “What would you now desire more than anything?” I would be hard pressed.
This year; In His knowing the perfect gift; one that I would, could not have imagined a week ago, He gave it to me. A gift that struck my heart like none other; that filled me with joy like never before.
Our little man… Eli hardly four years old, stood and declared among his older peers that he would be the messenger.
What more could an old man, who thought that he may well have been over-blessed already, desire as a gift!
Lord God, I may never give it back in my lifetime… I pray that Eli will continue to fearlessly lift his hands and declare I will, I will…. send me!
And, you see as a constant recipient, I’m hopeful God will share it with me every time it happens. I’m now totally hooked; totally blessed and I know it.