Many times have I written on Christmas cards. I can't say I'm the creative type, but I do more than just write my name. Just enough to be socially acceptable, but not enough to really communicate anything of significance other than, "I remembered you."
As I sit today staring at a blank card, I'm stumped. I can't write Merry Christmas, or Happy New Year. That just won't do. The card is to a sponsored child in El Salvador whose life I barely know or understand. Besides being more than a few years younger than me, this child lives in a society not consumed with, well, consumerism. I can't write hoping he gets many toys, or even the toy he wants. I can't make any of the cliche references commonly found on any card I've ever received.
What I write must be authentic, to the core of who he is, and from the core of who I am. There is only one thing we have in common. We are children of God.
And with our Saviour in mind, and our God watching, I penned a sentence that I don't know if he'll understand. I don't know if he'll get it. I don't know if it will create a smile, or cause a tilted head. But I pray that through my words he will know that I remembered him.
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