A True Christmas Miracle
Christmas is over, thank God!
The Good Lord saw fit to help us out and we were able to provide a decent Christmas for the kids. It wasn’t nearly as lavish as I know some folks had, but it was nice, and I’m very relieved for the blessing.
The highlight of my Christmas? Well, my oldest has returned home. We’ve had so many problems with him, worried ourselves sick about the crowd he was running with, the people he was living with, and all the trouble he’d gotten himself into. I prayed about him until I felt myself turning blue, lol.
On Thanksgiving Day, I noticed a change in my son, but I didn’t get excited about it because he’s prone to doing one thing for a short time and reverting back to old ways within a coupla days. Well, he started calling more—just to talk, and he starting stopping by more and was paying attention to his siblings too, spending not a few minutes but big blocks of time like three to four hours before going home or going into work.
Finally, he took me Christmas shopping one evening, took me out for my birthday and took me to a movie. We had a wonderful time together!
And then he came in Christmas Eve and I opened my gift from him. My mouth dropped open. There, in a beautiful satin case, lay a sapphire and diamond teardrop pendant—a big one!
His job at the coalmine has turned into a promotion to a better division. We talked a long time, and he realizes everything myself and the rest of the family were trying to tell him was all true. He got involved in drugs and something happened that shook him so badly he had an epiphany that struck him so hard it rattled him right down to his very soul.
My son is back. My son is home where the heart is.
That was my real Christmas present and the Christmas miracle for the entire family.
It’s my belief the New Year will be just as special.