It’s the day after Christmas and I find myself wishing that the season had been less full of parties, plays and hoopla and filled more with quiet time spent with God. I don’t know how to go back now that so much materialism has been forced into our lives. I hate those signs that hang in store windows that say “only 9 more shopping days before Christmas!” It fills me with a panic and shifts my focus to what Christmas is not about. However, I have come to understand that God loves to give gifts! I love to give gifts, but I’ve seen that many times my gift giving is not me at all, but the Lover of my soul reaching out to touch His children. There are countless times that I’ve been in a store and seen something and was prompted to buy it for a friend only to have them call me and say, “That came at the perfect time” or “I can’t tell you how much I needed to know someone cared”. What I find interesting is this doesn’t happen on birthdays or Christmas. I never find the perfect gift on “have to” occasions. I find that God likes to give gifts when we least expect them or when we most need them. I take great comfort and joy in knowing that He is already in tomorrow. Like when I hear that still small voice telling me to “send that to Cathy”. It gets wrapped, goes through the mail and arrives on the worst day of her year. I didn’t know something terrible would happen, but God did and He was there with a reminder that she was loved. My heart rejoices in such an incredible God! Which brings me to Christmas. We didn’t expect a Savior to be born in a feed trough to an unwed mother 2000 years ago. Yet, God loved to give us the unexpected gift at the unexpected time which would prove (yes, I said prove) to be the greatest gift of all. You have many options. What will you do with the Gift? What will you do with Jesus?