Christmas Spirit Is All Around

Today we went to the grocery store as a family to pick up dinner, and on the way in I had a little conversation with the Salvation Army bell ringer guy. He seemed liked a really nice guy. While in the store, Jaxon was running wild. Jake has lost him twice in the last two days at different places, so we were sure it would happen again. We were 'yelling' at him the whole time to stay close, and get back here, and don't run off...those sort of things, loud enough for all our fellow shoppers to enjoy. Well, as we finished up and were walking out to the car, the friendly Salvation Army guy stopped Jake to tell him how beautiful Sage was. So sweet. I don't usually have cash to give them, but today I did, so I pulled Jaxon aside and told him that the man was collecting money to help people who didn't have toys and who might be sad. I gave Jaxon the dollar and had him bring it to the friendly bell ringer. He showed him how to fold it up and put it in the little red can and then told him that when he got home that night he would call Santa and tell him what a good boy he was. I was feeling great about the whole situation and was calling Jaxon to follow me back to a car when a lady, carrying 3 large stuffed dogs, came running out of the store stopping me

lady:"Is his name Jaxon?"

me:"yes"

lady:"Jaxon, would you like this dog?"

Jaxon nods his head...

"Well it's yours...Merry Christmas!"

me:"THANK YOU!"

She then procedded to run off with her 2 other stuffed dogs, which I'm sure had great purposes to fufill, and left me to wonder at the joy that is Christmastime. If we hadn't stuck around the few minutes to give the dollar to the nice man, then this whole experience would have never happened. Thanks to whoever you are kind lady, and thanks to my Savior for his tender mercies.