So last night (well, early this morning), I embarked on probably the most exciting (and saddest) Christmas Eve of my life with Nate, Amanda, Vaughan, and Scotty. They picked us up around midnight, and then we headed off to the poor neighborhoods of town equipped with three trashbags full of gifts for three children that weren't expected to get much for Christmas.
Vaughan's boy was first. He and Nate went and delivered the bag. Then it was Scotty's boy in a trailor park. I was nervous to begin with, then when I went to open my door to get out, I saw a man out the window coming towards the car. I freaked out. Nate told us to stay in the car, and he got out and approached the man, who actually ended up being very polite and told him where the right house was. We went to my girl's house next, but I wasn't allowed out of the car either; they decided it wasn't safe enough.
It was heartbreaking to see these homes and know that small children live there. One of the kids it was known that there was abuse going on in the house, but there was nothing we could do. I vote next year we just kidnap the kids... I'm glad we did it, and that we went over budget to get them more stuff. I really want to do it again next year. I'll probably never meet the children, and I didn't get to see their reactions this morning when they found a bag of toys on their front porch, but I do know that it made their life a little bit easier, even if just for one morning. It's ironic, because I always feel inadequate at Creek compared to all the rich kids, and then I see how some people really live, and I realize just how blessed I really am.
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I cried when you did this and I cried again now, let's remember to pray for these kids throughout the year.
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