A story is told of a couple who after several years of marriage, decide to call it quits. They break out that bottle of wine given to them as a gift when they first got married. They open the bottle only to discover the wine; like their marriage, has soured and turned to vinegar.
One Christmas several years ago, there was a boy who got a motercycle as a Christmas gift. This boy threw a tantrum because it was not the exact gift that he had "ordered" that Christmas. On the other side, there was a family with several children. They got an old innertube for Christmas. Those kids had a grand time slidding down the hill near our home. They were grateful for the gift they had recieved and used it well.
The moral of these two stories
There is someting about a gift well recieved.
This is a lesson that I am learning. Over the last few years I have come to understand gift givers and their hearts. I have learned to appreciate gifts given to me. This year for my birthday I got some body wash and a candle from a thoughtful neighbor. I decided to make use of that gift. I put the body wash in the shower where it could be used. I lit the candle. Now if I can remember to wear the neclace my husband bought me. The other day he said "I noticed you never wear the neclace I bought you" I felt bad. I am making a point to wear the jewelry he has given me. Those little things make a difference expecially to those who are gift givers. You can read a previous post about the 5 langages of love. The love language I speak the least is gift giving. I am learning how to speak that love language. It is making a real difference in my life.