(for I consider you all friends--all of you who took part in the Christmas miracle to help Isaac's family)
There are some experiences in life so bitter-sweet, it is painful to recount them. And that is how I feel about the day I delivered Isaac's Christmas gifts. To tell you about that day means to travel back toward a heartache that time has since dulled to a degree. But I will go back there for you, because you were a part of it all along, and you deserve to be a part of it still.
Isaac was not at school the day I delivered his Christmas gifts. He had not been at school all week, because he had been at home taking care of his sick mother. I wanted to see him personally; to tell him everything that had happened to make this miracle happen. But finally I accepted the fact that I wouldn't see him myself, and instead, I wrote him a letter. My husband Fred helped me load up the mini-van--it was packed!--and we drove to Isaac's school, where his school counselors were waiting for us.
|It was a packed mini-van.|
|Van's loaded; I'm ready to go play Santa Claus!|
|Isaac's new bike in his school parking lot.|
|Isaac reading his letter with his mom.|
I wrote Isaac a letter. (I already told you that.) It was kind of long, and kind of personal. But I will tell you the gist of it--I told him that I believed we crossed paths for a purpose. I told him that no matter what happens in his life, he is never alone, because God loves him and watches over him. I told him that he could always pray for help and that God would send someone to help him, just as He sent me the day Isaac's bike broke. I told him how so many people donated money and clothes and time to let him know that he was not alone, and that all of these people--even though none of you know him personally--care about him. And I encouraged him to be good, to work hard, to wear his bike helmet, and to be sweet to his mom. At the end of the letter, I included the names of everyone who made a donation. In addition to the help given to Isaac's family, I donated the leftover cash ($600) to the Northwest Middle School family support program. I know it will go to good use.
|Christmas in Isaac's home|