A Christmas Wish


Take a moment and think about what makes the holiday season important and special to you. The Grinch may have been onto something when he pondered …  “Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

What does Christmas mean to you, your family, your friends? What would you wish for that wasn’t for a material possession?

Take another moment to think about what your best Christmas Wish ever might be for your child(ren), your spouse, your family, your friends and loved ones, the planet and even complete strangers you encounter on a daily basis.

Once you’ve found your Best Christmas Wish Ever, take the time to share your wishes with others. Then take a look at some ways to make the Best Christmas Wish come true for someone else.  Pay It Forward today!!

Here’s hoping that your Best Christmas Wish ever comes true this year.

“A Wish for You”

If there could be only one thing in life for me to teach you, I would teach you to love …

To respect others so that you may
find respect in yourself.
To learn the value of giving,
so that if ever there comes a time
in your life that someone really needs,
you will give.

To act in a manner that you would wish
to be treated, to be proud of yourself.
To laugh and smile as much as you can,
in order to help bring joy back to the world.
To have faith in others,
to be understanding…

To stand tall in this world and
to learn to depend on yourself.
To only take from this earth those
things which you really need,
so there will be enough for others.

To not depend on money or material
things for your happiness, but
To learn to appreciate the people
who love you, the simple beauty
that God gave you and to find
peace and security within yourself.

 I hope I have done and
taught all of these things to others around me,
for they are love.

~Source Unknown~

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Kindness …



Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

Poem: “Kindness” by Naomi Shihab Nye, from The Words Under the Words: Selected Poems. © Eighth Mountain Press, 1995.

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