Last Friday I wrote about my friend Terri, her mother, and the blessing they received from a stranger while eating at their favorite restaurant. At the end of that post I proposed a challenge for this Christmas season — take ten dollars and bless someone with it. Let it be a small act with big consequences. Lift a burden or a countenance. Make someone smile.
My ten dollars sat in my pocket for about a week after Terri told me her story. I looked for opportunities. I found many. But each time I started to reach into my pocket, something told me to keep it there. That there was someone who needed it more.
A few days later, I found that someone.
Today I’m blogging for the wonderful people at Christmas Change, who graciously asked me to contribute a little something to help bring our focus back to the true meaning of December 25. So follow me there, read how I spent my ten dollars, and meet a very special little boy who managed to bless me much more than I blessed him…
