I am a list maker. I make so many lists that I really should keep a list of all my lists. I’m guessing it started back when I was a child, and probably at Christmastime. After all, what child doesn’t love to make a wish list for Santa? But several days ago I found a different kind of list stuck to our refrigerator:
You see, our daughter, Addison, is also a list maker. But I love that hers is not a list of things she hopes to receive, but things she hopes to make and give.
When my husband and I found the list, we talked about how cute it was. (I especially love the homemade pen holder!) But evidently she took her plans very seriously, because this morning I found all these under the tree:
All are homemade by Addy, and she even made some of the packaging herself:
I love that she spent so much time creating gifts for others. But this isn’t something new. Every year it seems that more than half the gifts under our tree are from Addy. (And in a family of six, “more than half” is a lot of presents!)
I am constantly learning from this sweet girl, who lives out Acts 20:35:
“…..and remember the words of the Lord Jesus, that He Himself said, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.'”
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