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"I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year." ~ Charles Dickens

Monday, December 21, 2009

A Christmas Miracle

Hello friends~ It has been a busy time getting ready for the holidays. Baking, decorating, and the arrival of my youngest son home for Christmas. The next three days, my son and I will be looking after my three little grandsons which will bring a lot more excitement to my home!

Today I would like to share a story with you. It is a true story and it is long but I hope you will read through it. I hope you will be as blessed as I am to share it with you.


The year was 1985, and what had started out as a very promising year, by May, had turned disastrous!

My hubby had lost his job and with the loss of his job, he had also lost the car which had been supplied by the company he had worked for.
He and the number one salesman in the Atlantic region had both been fired because of their honesty. Now one would think that in the work place, integrity would mean everything; not so in that work place! Needless to say, we were devastated by this turn of events.
Then, on top of it all, the beautiful family home we had been renting, had been sold and we were forced to move out to the country where rents were cheaper.
A Christian brother had loaned us a car to drive, and by mid-August, my hubby had started a small business.
I was a 'stay-at-home' mom, so money was tight. For several months our diet consisted mainly of potatoes, peanut butter sandwiches, and whatever I could bake from scratch. We had little money to buy fresh fruit and vegetables, only potatoes. I learned to serve potatoes in many different ways which wasn't a bad thing, still the meals were pretty boring at times.

With the holidays fast approaching, we were concerned about what kind of Christmas we could give our three little boys.
As the weeks flew by, and the Christmas season drew near, the bills were piling up, and we didn't have the money for a big turkey dinner let alone presents for our children.
Peanut butter sandwiches would not be a welcome treat for Christmas dinner, so I brought my petition before the Lord. He knew our circumstances better than anyone and I trusted Him to take care of it. I didn't know it at the time, but He was working on a miracle for us.

Christmas was always a very big deal at our house, and throughout December, excitement ran high. Our home always got trimmed earlier than most and the smell of Christmas baking permeated our home for weeks prior to the big day.

As December approached, we saw the Lord working on our behalf.
One night before Christmas Day, our church delivered a big box of groceries to us. What a delight to look inside that big box and find a turkey and all the fixings to make a nice Christmas dinner. That same week, another box was delivered to our home. That box was filled with chocolates, all sorts of candy, and Christmas baking. There were even some small gifts for the boys. About that same time, we began receiving monetary gifts too.
One generous couple gave us five hundred dollars! Most of those gifts came from anonymous sources and remain a mystery to this day.

Imagine the delight of three wide-eyed little boys when on Christmas morning, they arose to find their stockings bulging with all kinds of goodies.
Our boys had asked for an Atari that year, and they were overjoyed to find one under the tree. We had such an abundance of food that we were able to have friends over for Christmas dinner. There were no peanut butter sandwiches served that day!

I have learned that when we ask the Lord for something, especially when it is good for us, He is faithful to give it to us. Oftentimes, His gifts are more than we asked for and sometimes, they are beyond belief!
The scripture verse from Luke 6:38 remains for me a promise I shall always stand on. ".... and it shall be given to you, pressed down, shaken together, running over, they shall pour into your lap..." This is a promise of blessing.

The Lord had provided all we needed for a splendid Christmas; a bountiful feast, which we were able to share with friends, presents for our little ones, and money to pay some outstanding bills. The gifts had indeed been "given, running over, and poured into our lap." Most importantly, He showed us that He cared about all the little everyday things that affect our lives.

If you were to ask my boys what their favourite Christmas memory was, they would tell you it was the Christmas of 1985 when God provided a Christmas miracle.

I pray that your Christmas will be extra special this year and that God's love will fill your heart and your home.

Christmas in my heart all year round~ Sandi


  1. Oh Sandi...
    I write this through teary stained eyes. I love this story and I know how you feel. I have been there. I will be writing my story before Christmas. God is so good to us. He knows every one of our needs, and he gives us what we need, when we need it. We have so many angels that walk the face of this earth, in so many different forms. We should always share lest we forget it could be any one of us, and for some of us it has been.

    Thank you for being such a wonderful friend sweetie. I always love to come and visit with you. Country hugs and so much love...Sherry

  2. Beauatiful story! So true, too. Our Father knows exactly what we need. Thanks so much for sharing. Sincerely, Susan from writingstraightfromtheheart.blogspot.com

  3. Wishing you a Happy Christmas - take care and lots of love, Judyx

  4. I enjoyed reading your story. I have a similar one from when we were in Africa, our boys were little and my husband was very ill with hepatitis. We called it our yellow Christmas, and yes, it holds the fondest memories as we saw God provide for us in amazing ways, such as how your boxes arrived at your door. It's somewhere on my blog in the past four years, but I never kept an index so not sure where it is!!! Blessings to you!