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Last Saturday I went to a downtown Christmas party w/ my son Hayden. The event is an annual blessing that a youth intervention program does for kids in the area. It’s an ongoing program they have but this day draws out hundreds of kids since they give out a toy or two and lunch –free.
The event was from 11-1pm. Hayden and I got there about quarter after eleven and went into the church building were it was held. The room itself held about 400 or so people (I’m not exactly sure) and it was packed. But nothing had started yet so people were just sitting, waiting and talking. So Hayden and I moved to one side in the back and stood there. Since we had time to kill and kids all around I started doing some magic. Making stuff appear, disappear, change…just stuff like that. So it’s like 20 min. of this before things got started. The kids were entertained and it was fun. Then we slid into a couple open seats in the row where we were standing. About 2 min. after we sat down this kid (angel –is his name) comes over to me to sit with me. He’s 7, the same age as Hayden, and for the next hour or so I had a “lap buddy”.
So I’m holding this kid and thinking –my kid would NEVER do this with someone he just me 20min. ago (no matter how cool the trick was). Then he started falling asleep in my arms. And I’m just thinking…what’s this kids story. What his home like? What is his family like? What does his school experience look like? What has happened to him over 7 years? What is life like for him…everyday? I didn’t really get any of these questions answered, I just got to hold him and in the smallest way show him some love. The whole thing reminded me again about the incredible gift of love given at Christmas.
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