Christmas is just a few days away. I believe all the presents have been bought except for the air compressor that my husband knows he is getting but is to heavy for me to get by myself. I have several presents that aren't wrapped yet as I hate to wrap and really have thought about going and getting gift bags but I know it is more fun to unwrap a present. Today after church we stayed and delivered presents to families off the angel tree. For the first time Mike went with us. The first family we went to broke my heart. They have only been in America for about 2 months and they had 4 children. The oldest was 17 and was laid out on the cough he has cerabal palsey. There was a pallet laid on the floor that was one of the kids beds. The father was so kind and kept wanting us to sit down and talk. Tyler was hungry and Mike was in a hurry otherwise I would have loved to sit down and here his story. He invited us back any time and said and you don't have to bring gifts to stop by just stop by. He doesn't have a job yet but is looking. The second family we went to I am not sure how many kids they had as she wouldn't let them come downstairs. I finally figured out after talking to her it was because she was going to say the presents came from her-how sad to be that poor that you want to provide for your kids and you don't want them to know you had to get help in order to do so. The third house we went to I still can't figure out. It was so smokey in there it was hard to breathe which bothered me as they had a little baby in a play pen and a younger little boy running around. There were all kinds of stockings hung up and the mother said she loved Christmas but we had only been given one present to deliver and that was for a 15 year old girl. I wanted to ask Ray King about that family when I went back to the church to check in but he was busy so I didn't get to. I am not sure why we didn't have presents for the other kids. My boys all went with me and we had really good talks on the way home about how blessed we are. God is so good to us. Conner is just loving church more every week and I love that. He use to be so scared and hated it today he told me I didn't have to walk him to his room-I guess he is all grown up now. Last night he asked what day it was and I said Saturday and he said oh good. I asked him why and he said because tomorrow is Church. I like to think that God is working within him, Mike just thinks there must be a cute girl in his class..
Merry Christmas.
