1: Ask yourself when you last gave your time to someone you didn't know very well. Ask yourself how it felt, or if you have never done it, ask yourself why.
2: Spend some time reflecting how easy it is to give some money for a good cause. Give some thought to how much more difficult it is to give a minute of your time.
3: Each day, when you wake up, no matter how difficult it might be for you, think of someone you know who might be in need of a minute of your time, and call them, or pay them a visit.
There are many sad and lonely people out there, wondering where the true spirit of Christmas is.your best gift is to show them. We all need to give that money to a good cause, to help those more needy than ourselves in any way we can, but it can be too easy to become so caught up in our lives, to write that check, to give monetarily, and to forget the true spirit of Christmas. Our best gift to others, is to pay attention, to listen to the voice of God,even if it is only for a short amount of time. It is that time again, right now, the time of magic, of Santa, toys, trees, tinsel, elves and Rudolph, carols .a time for the true spirit of Christmas..a time to take time for others.
STORY- BY LUCY WHEELOCK
THE LEGEND OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE
THE LEGEND OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE*
Two little children were sitting by the fire one cold winter's night. All at once they heard a timid knock at the door, and one ran to open it.
There, outside in the cold and the darkness, stood a child with no shoes upon his feet and clad in thin, ragged garments. He was shivering with cold, and he asked to come in and warm himself.
"Yes, come," cried both the children; "you shall have our place by the fire. Come in!"
They drew the little stranger to their warm seat and shared their supper with him, and gave him their bed, while they slept on a hard bench.
In the night they were awakened by strains of sweet music and, looking out, they saw a band of children in shining garments approaching the house. They were playing on golden harps, and the air was full of melody.
Suddenly the Stranger Child stood before them; no longer cold and ragged, but clad in silvery light.
His soft voice said: "I was cold and you took Me in. I was hungry, and you fed Me. I was tired, and you gave Me your bed. I am the Christ Child, wandering through the world to bring peace and happiness to all good children. As you have given to Me, so may this tree every year give rich fruit to you."
So saying, He broke a branch from the fir tree that grew near the door, and He planted it in the ground and disappeared. But the branch grew into a great tree, and every year it bore wonderful golden fruit for the kind children.
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