A couple of nights before Christmas Ry and I received a little present from some of Santa's elves. They left us bags of food on our stairs that led out to the lawn. Unbeknownst to us - they were trying to bang on the windows to get us to go see what was outside - I guess we're deaf. After multiple failed attempts - we received a phone call from Greg, my father-in-law, saying to look outside, Santa's elves had been at our house.
We don't know who it was - but elves, if you're reading this - thank you so, so much! The food couldn't have come at a better time and we are forever grateful for your generosity and Christ-like selfless giving at this time of year. This act was a sweet reminder of the true meaning of Christmas. You will never know how much it meant to us. May the Lord bless you as you have blessed us.
2 comments:
Yeah Mom told me already, that your father in law called you and that you think it was your uncle. That was really nice of him. When do I get to come over and have a treat or dinner?
Hey, that's cool :)
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