Saat kamu langkahkan kaki
Dan lambaikan tanganmu
Silakan kamu pergi
Sampai mataku tak lagi lihat kamu
Kamu pikir kamu sudah kalahkan aku
Tapi tahukah satu rahasia?
Aku masih lihat kamu, kalau kututup mata
Karena kamu selalu kusimpan di hati
Dan kukeluarkan tiap saat aku sendiri
Ha! Siapa pemenangnya sekarang?
Kamu? Aku?
Atau suara tawa yang kudengar gaungnya?
I often thought of one million and one interesting ways to make my boys happy. I think of taking wild and adventurous vacation with them. I think about buying the most sophisticated toys for them. I think of having this and that, going here and there, doing so much stuff and the list just goes on and on. My target is simple; my boys to have the greatest time on earth that they so much deserve.
But these past couple of weeks taught me something else. Gavin actually enjoys being at home. He loves the new Monopoly game I bought him for Christmas. He could go wild over the little magic games I got him. He could go on and on sitting in front of his laptop watching Spyro’s movies on YouTube. He thinks it’s the best present of all to have me help him with his Science projects.
I am learning something new from Gavin. That it doesn’t take something extravagant to make my boys happy. It’s simply just being with them. Spending time with them. It’s as simple as that.
Giving is such a wonderful thing. But to know that your gift is received with a thankful heart is such a heavenly feeling. It makes all the giving a worthwhile act.
These past couple of days is full of giving. Christmas gifts. Being me, with so much activities prior to Christmas night, I did my Christmas shopping at the very very last minute. Took me 6 hours to finally got all the gifts wrapped up and ready to be put under the Christmas tree – most of that time was spent going around and around trying to find just the perfect gift for every single person in the family.
Exhausted, I know. But when I saw the lights twinkle in their eyes when they open the presents, when I heard them shout in excitement upon seeing what was inside the boxes, I couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction and the tiredness gone. Although everyone agreed with what I got them, but all in all I was happy. Most of my gifts hit their targets like a bullseye.
Made me think, what must God be feeling when He sees that not all of us accepts the Son He sent to this world? After all, that’s the true gift of Christmas. Shouldn’t we also accept Him with the utmost excitement?
notes from friends