Blessed Ones

"Don't Save It All For Christmas Day"

Don't get so busy that you miss
Giving just a little kiss
To the ones you love
Don't even wait a little while
To give them a little smile
A little is enough

How many people are crying
People are dying...
How many people are asking for love

Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find your way
Cause holidays have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love...

How could you wait another minute
A hug is warmer when you're in it
And Baby that's a fact
And saying "I love you's" always better
Seasons, reasons, they don't matter
So don't hold back
How many people in this world
So needful in this world
How many people are praying for love

Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find your way
Cause holidays have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love...

Let all the children know
Everywhere that they go
Their whole life long
Let them know love

Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
Don't save it all for Christmas Day
Find your way
Cause holidays have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love...
Love..

This is one of my all time favorite Christmas songs. However, it has meant more to me this holiday season then ever before. I am slowly learning that there is pain and sorrow in this world. That there are people just waiting for someone to hug them, reach out a helping hand, or offer a smile. How easy it would be to do that every day, yet how seldom I actually do. Why is that? Am I too busy to say a “hello”? Am I better then them, therefore being excluded from sending a smile their way? While in Ireland, I resolved to “be a better person”-I could start on that one today, without needing to waste another moment.

This seems to be the theme of the week for me, as when I was swinging by my old stomping grounds last night, the topic of discussion was the spirit of Christmas, the season and reason of giving, and the prayer for a right mindset. My friend and I were talking about how easy it is for us to forget about the simple fact that everyone is fighting their own battle. We can be as friendly and kind to someone who has a cast on their arm or who just lost a relative, yet we forget so often about the people who don’t show any outward signs of pain and suffering. While engaging in conversation, it is a hundred times easier to think about what we’re going to say next or what we’re feeling than it is for us to listen to them. That’s something else I need to work on.

Another resolution in Ireland was that of contentment. While trying to shove 3 ½ months worth of life into two suitcases at one in the morning, I was frustrated. And I think, for the first time, I wasn’t frustrated at the size of my suitcase. I was mad at myself. I didn’t need all this! I was especially disappointed at myself in the shoe department- I only have two feet. Therefore, someone please tell me WHY I have 9 pairs. And those were only the ones I took to Ireland. It was a humbling lesson, and one I believe I will be working on for a long time. Fortunately, my incredible roommate doesn’t struggle with this, and therefore, is keeping me accountable.

Yet, all was not in vain for the lesson Christ was attempting to teach me. In one of the least dramatic moments ever, I thought about how blessed I am, and what gifts have been given to me. There was no “Hallelujah” chorus in the air, no bright light going off over my head-Just the way someone said something to me. I thought about other people, all over the world, in every country, in Ireland, in my own country, and I wondered why I haven’t done more to bless them. My charge to myself was to be a blessing to people, whether through a smile, a hug, or a gift. I want to bless others as I have been blessed.



“And he opened his mouth and taught them, saying: “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth…”
Matthew 5

Be blessed!
-Rinny