Waking up at 6 am, running down the stairs staring in awe at the colorful presents under the tree. Big ones, tall ones, but the small ones usually held the best items. Reading the birth of Jesus next to a warm fire, and then ripping through the gifts within just a few minutes. Afterwards, the Christmas lunch, which took days to prepare and felt like it was my dad’s entire paycheck. For the rest of the day, we would play with toys, snack and nap. That was Christmas as a kid for me.

I’m embarking to Peru with Josh Griffin to deliver Shoeboxes with Operation Christmas Child. People from all over the world pack shoeboxes and they are distributed to children across the world.

Christmas looks a little different for these kids. They aren’t getting bikes, electronics or cash. They are getting soap, action figures, all totaling $20 per child and they love it.

As I’m writing, we are en route to deliver our first shoeboxes. I look out the window of the bus and I see a broken world. “We aren’t in Kansas anymore todo”

“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of the messenger who brings good news, the good news of peace and salvation, the news that the God of Israel reigns!”
Isaiah 52:7 NLT

These shoeboxes are a tangible item, but through this box, the good news of Jesus Christ will be shared.

To God be the Glory.