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It has become a tradition for our homeschool group to make Christmas cards at our annual craft day and then distribute them at a local nursing home after caroling. A tradition that I love. Our kids love it as well. The first year some of our students weren't too sure about talking to strangers, but they quickly got over it when the elderly residents had tears in their eyes. Sometimes the tears came from listening to young people sing Christmas carols to them. Sometimes it came from the gift of a handmade card. And sometimes it came from a hug given by a sweet child that took time to ask their name and visit with them for a few minutes.
What a blessing it is for us to be able to go and minister to these precious souls at Christmas time. What stories could we hear if we would take the time to listen? What wisdom could we glean from lives that were lived in such different times than ours? A generation is passing away and the lessons they learned are passing with them because we don't take the time to listen to them.
I encourage you to visit a nursing home near you and bless the residents with your presence and attention.
Remember, whatever you do to the least of these...