If you got a chance to read my 30 Before 30 post last week, you’ll know that one of the things I wanted to accomplish over the next few years was sponsoring a family for Christmas. I was so lucky to grow up in a stable home, with involved parents. There was never a moment that I worried about not having a lunch at school or waking up on Christmas morning without loads of toys and clothes and an overflowing stocking. Truthfully, ‘hardship’ was not a word that was in our vocabulary and each year it becomes increasingly apparent that, unfortunately, that’s not the case for many families.
I got in touch with Hamilton Mission Services and the coordinator paired us with a family of four, including 9 and 13 year old boys. When I read through the family’s wish list, I felt this excruciating pang in my heart. Their list was full of toiletries and everyday necessities like shampoo and tooth brushes. One item though, was particularly gut wrenching - the 9 year old asked for a baseball glove. And all I could think about were all of the times that a new glove or a new bat just showed up at the house because Dad found a good sale or just because he thought I could use some new ones even though mine were barely broken in. I got new cleats every year because pitching always wore a hole in the toe. And I got every piece of Tigers/Hurricanes/Lions merchandise the leagues sold because you could never have too many windbreakers, hoodies or hats.
Here’s what I think. This past week we’ve been inundated with Black Friday and Cyber Monday advertisements. We seem to be preoccupied with finding the best deals and the lowest prices; and on things we don’t truly need. So, I’m going to challenge you to think about ways that we can give back to those that are less fortunate, or how we can give thanks to the people in our lives that we often take for granted. Not just because it’s Giving Tuesday but because everyone needs a little bit of wonder and a sprinkle of hope this holiday season.
And while I won’t get to see that boy’s face when he unwraps his baseball glove this Christmas, it’s the sprinkle of hope I’ve been longing for.
P.S. see my last Giving Tuesday post HERE