The Twelve Days of Christmas
Day Five...December 18, 2013
Terry Paulson, PhD, CSP, CPAE
On the Fifth Day of Christmas my true friend gave to me...
A Chance to Channel God's Love...
As in past years, each message will be archived on my website, and you can see some past collections of messages by visiting that website now at
A CHRISTMAS THOUGHT FOR THE DAY..."The Gift of Giving"
"You know you have grown up when you remember what you've given for Christmas, rather than what you've gotten. Perhaps one of the burdens of adulthood is losing the sense that all dreams can be contained in a tantalizing square box, gaudy with wrapping paper." --Catherine Calvert
I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY..."The Dime"
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn’t wear boots; he didn’t like them and anyway he didn’t own any. The thin sneakers he wore had few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother’s Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, “This is useless. I don’t even have any money to spend.”
Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, his mom worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby's two sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it just wasn’t fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing.
Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walking where the shops and stores were. As he walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to get dark when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun’s rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment.
As he held his new-found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he couldn’t buy anything with only a dime. He saw a flower shop, and when the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother’s Christmas gift. The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten-cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby’s shoulder and said, “You just wait here, and I’ll see what I can do for you.”
All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby’s eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow.
Bobby’s heart sank as the owner picked them up and placed them gently into a long white box. “That will be ten cents young man.” the shop owner said reaching out his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime. Could this be true? No one else would give him a thing for his dime!
Sensing the boy’s reluctance, the shop owner added, “I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?”
This time Bobby did not hesitate. Walking out the door that the owner was holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, “Merry Christmas, son.”
As he returned inside, the shopkeeper’s wife walked out. “Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?”
Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, “A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn’t sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime.
“When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on the street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars. When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and I put together a dozen of my very best roses.”
The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn’t feel cold at all. May this story instill the spirit of CHRISTmas in you enough to pass this act along.
--Author Unkown (Contributed of Vicki Hitzges)
AND NOW YOUR CHRISTMAS MIRTHFUL MOMENT...
"Once again we find ourselves enmeshed in the Holiday Season, that very special time of year when we join with our loved ones in sharing centuries-old traditions such as trying to find a parking space at the mall. We traditionally do this in my family by driving around the parking lot until we see a shopper emerge from the mall, then we follow her, in very much the same spirit as the Three Wise Men, who 2,000 years ago followed a star, week after week, until it led them to a parking space." ~Dave Barry (Compliments of Al Walker)
AND NOW YOUR YouTube CHRISTMAS MOMENT...
This is the Hallelujah Chorus acted out like never before. When Jesus challenged the disciples to take the Gospel to the ends of the world, I wonder if he could have known how 5th Graders doing a school computer project from a small Yupiq Eskimo Village in Quinhagak, Alaska would reach millions on YouTube. It was meant for other Yupiq villages in the area, but has touched the global village and this year's 12 Days of Christmas. Enjoy this community expression of faith!
Remember, You can find the archived messages from this year's series on my website at http://terrypaulson.com/christmas.shtml. For now, keep your sense of humor and your sense of thanksgiving and anticipation! More tomorrow...as we prepare for His coming!
Your Host for our 12 Day Journey to Christmas.
Terry Paulson, PhD