The room had been partially cleaned up the night before. My daughters-in-law had picked up the paper, bows, and tinsel, leaving anything lay that looked like it had any value. I had provided the gifts for the night. The guests had played various Santa games, and they could keep whatever they won. I surveyed the gifts that had been left behind.
There hang a necklace on the fireplace screen. Eight-year-old Anna had forgotten it
She will want it when she remembers, but at that time her week was so filled with stuff, it really didn’t matter.
In the corner with some empty boxes, was a box containing a picture frame left by Dan.. The frame was for a child’s picture, it was not really appropriate for a twenty year old.
Glenda had left the craft kits. She is much too busy balancing home and career to do crafts.
Pete had left the magnets. They aren’t worth much to a five-year-old unless someone shows him what is so intriguing about them.
Missy did not come to the party. She chose to go somewhere else. So her gift remained.
Tim and Karell were drop-ins to the party; they left their presents behind because they hadn’t brought anything for exchange.
I stood reflecting on the evening. What can I do for next year? How can I be sure everyone gets a perfect gift? Ah! The “Perfect Gift”! What joy! They had only left the bobbles. Each of my family had already received the Perfect Gift! Jesus, thank you. You really are the Gift of Christmas. . . .
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son…
Has your life been so filled with stuff, you forgot Him?
Does He not fit a person of your age and sophistication?
Are you just too busy to add Him to your schedule?
Is He too abstract; do you want something you can figure out?
Have you chosen to spend your time with someone else?
Are you too proud to accept a free gift?
Or, have you taken Him home with you?