Tate came home the other day with cards from his office’s Angel Tree, a family of three kids. They had the typical wants of kids aged four, ten, and fourteen, but it was their needs that made me want to cry.
Socks and shoes. Socks and shoes! That breaks my heart.
My kids have the incorrect impression that they’ll be getting everything they’ve put on their Christmas list to Santa, things that cost hundreds of dollars, yet there are kids who need socks and shoes.
We are trying to instill in them that giving is far more important than receiving, but as evidenced by their whining and crying while shopping for our Angel tree kids, I don’t think they *get* it.
We are also trying to teach them that Christmas isn’t about the gimme gimme, Santa and presents, but it’s actually about the birth of Jesus. I downloaded Ann Voskamp’s Jesse Tree Advent book and we’ve been following the Scripture readings (modified for kids who scare easily, YIKES Old Testament!) and hanging the ornaments. I make sure that the lessons last only about five minutes, Carson and Ella are only five and three, afterall, yet I know they’d prefer if I left Him out of it so they could enjoy their Christmas as solely a gift receiving holiday.
I don’t even know exactly where I’m going with this. My kids are already so spoiled. Carson and Ella are good kids, they are! I think their lack of understanding comes from being young kids. But, they have a ridiculous amount of stuff, like, a RIDICULOUS AMOUNT. I don’t know how to balance the amount of more stuff they’ll get for Christmas, from us and from extended family, with the potential level of their disappointment for what they definitely won’t be getting, with my responsibility to teach them about giving.
I guess I just wish they could appreciate, even on some level, that they aren’t getting socks and shoes for Christmas because it’s what they need. They’ll be getting things solely because they want them.