As I’ve gotten older, trying to find the perfect gift to buy my loved ones has become harder. It’s also become harder for me to decide what I would like to receive as a gift.
Last night Shane and I began discussing things that we have put off for ourselves; things that would make Christmas gift ideas. I got to thinking and my list was a pencil sharpener, a travel coffee mug, a stamped mothers ring, a hair cut, and a few other small things that just aren’t necessities.
Same with Shane. He’s been wanting things such as a mider saw, a drill press, a chop saw, wood clamps, U-clamps, and other things that can help with woodworking crafts.
As a couple, things like a bathroom renovation, an over-the-stove microwave and a new mattress/frame for our bed that was damaged in the move became the topic of conversation.
However, since these things aren’t necessary, we put them off. We save the money and later put it toward something for the kids, gas in the vehicles, or food on the table.
But as I’ve been sitting behind my desk at work, I can’t help but think of how greedy people have become. We sit in our homes the last Thursday in November every year giving thanks for the things we have, the people in our lives, the experiences we had over the year, and so on. But within 24 hours, people are standing in obnoxiously long lines chomping at the bit to get the best deals on big screen TV’s, video games, clothes, shoes, toys, home decor, and more.
Why do we feel the need to buy a large amount of gifts for those in our lives in order to celebrate a holiday that has nothing to do with material items? So we can “buy” the love of those around us? So we can “flaunt” the money in which we may (or may not) have had? So that we can try to out-do one another?
As we crawled into bed, I heard Hugo walking around downstairs followed by the jingle of his tags laying down on the floor, I heard Marley curl up on his bed next to my bedside table, and I knew the kids were fast asleep. I began thinking about the next couple of days.
One more day of work before a day off, a trip up to visit my sister and brother-in-law and parents over Thanksgiving day, and another day of work rewarded by an annual tradition that evening. I couldn’t help but smile a little bit.
Because through all of the hustle and bustle that has become our lives, we still strive to make memories, we still find joy in the little things going on in our lives, we strive to carry on traditions and throughout it all, actively practice our faith and give honor, praise and glory to Him for all that he has blessed us with.
We treasure the memories over the material items. We would rather build a foundation on Him than functionality of expensive goods.
Just after having 12 hours to think it all over, straighten it all out in my cluttered little brain, I have finally finalized by Christmas wish list:
Nothing, but a memory.