. . . They saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. Matthew 2:11 NIV
Too weak to care for her puppy, my mother shipped her pug to me as a Christmas-in-July present. I peered into the pink crate at a black-faced beast, crossed my arms, and wondered how to manage an untrained puppy.
“Don’t give me that look,” I said to the pup. “I’m not your mommy.” Then I began to enforce an hourly regimen of “go-potty-on-the-grass,” while the pug chased bugs, chewed on my housecoat, and wore me out. For weeks, the eight-pounder trained me. The dog preferred to roll in the dew-kissed grass at 5:00 a.m., and then leave “presents” in her crate. What have you sent me, Mother?
Mom listened to my daily descriptions of the pup. “Liddy isn’t feminine at all, Mom, and pink is not her color. She’d rather roll in dirt and eat bugs. I bought the best dog food for Liddy. I had her spayed. Free-range playing and pottying are on the way—we finally ordered a fence.”
Visions of freedom danced in my head as I snuggled Liddy and kissed her fuzzy forehead. “Can you keep a secret, doggy? I’ve always wanted a pug.”
Visions of freedom for my mom danced in the Lord’s head. The same week a crew installed the chain-link fence, I traveled five-hundred miles to peer into my mother’s casket and kiss her cold forehead.
Like the wise men who brought frankincense and myrrh to baby Jesus, my mom presented me with her finest treasure. This year for Christmas, I can only dream of mom because she’s home for Christmas—really home. In His presence.
Are you missing a loved one? We can embrace the most precious and personal gift God gave, eternal life. As part of God’s extended family, we can celebrate Christmas knowing we will be united with Jesus and our family members.
Between now and the grand reunion with my mother, I cuddle Liddy. “Ah, look at your adorable face. Come sit on mommy’s lap.” I don’t bother to wipe the dog hair off my housecoat, but squeeze Liddy close.
Thanks for the present, mom.
Terri Kelly is the Editor of DevoKids.com and a staff writer for ChristianDevotions.us. She is a featured faculty member at conferences, teaching the art of writing devotions for children and how to start a children’s ministry website.
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