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Can I share something I have been unpacking?
Years ago, when the boys were so small, I just got them, my life was a mess, I was broke and it was coming up to our first Christmas together. I was a new Christian and I barely had money to keep the lights on.
Years ago, when the boys were so small, I just got them, my life was a mess, I was broke and it was coming up to our first Christmas together. I was a new Christian and I barely had money to keep the lights on.
I remember getting up in the wee hours of the morning in my small apartment before these children would get up and I remember begging God...please just give us a Christmas tree. I told nobody. I didn’t have faith. I didn’t have theology. Nothing.
I go to work one day that week and a manager (rude one) asks me if I could use a Christmas tree. I broke down in tears! Here I was a boy trying to raise a family. For me that was everything in the world to me. God has let me down many times since then but at that moment? Phew
That moment meant the world to me and still does. We can argue all day if it was coincidence. That was one of the first times I felt that God heard me. For my little family that Christmas tree meant everything. It was a semblance of normalcy in a world of chaos. 
