And so, the post-Christmas week closes of “am I coming or going?” and January enters. Once again, I feel the unspoken need to put dreams to paper for the year ahead.
As if it is all up to me.
But I’ve been here before. I’ve learned a thing or two about what must precede my plan.
Just as Christmas comes before the New Year, our giving must come before our goals.
Or, as I found out, the X-Acto knife had to come before the lesson.
“I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice…” Romans 12:1
I squeezed into the one last bit of space available on the crowded mall bench and sat there exhausted and overwhelmed. With the excitement, congestion, and anticipation of the Christmas season swirling around me, I pulled a wrinkled piece of paper out of my purse.
Twelve names. Sixty dollars.
My challenge? To buy decent gifts for the twelve on this list. These names weren’t just any names; these were the
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