Hello, thank you for joining me today for Give Him 15. I hope you had a great weekend.

The Christmas season is always a special time. There are glitter and lights to remind us of the upcoming special day.

As Christians, we look forward to celebrating our Savior's birth. However, with gift buying Christmas

parties, decorating, and so much more, we can lose track of why we celebrate this special day.

Today, our friend Gina Goldston shares a personal story of how Jesus recaptured her attention. Her title is,

He Takes My Breath Away. Several years ago, a couple of days before Christmas, I was rushing around,

doing some last-minute shopping. I went inside one of those stores where everything

costs a dollar. While looking for gift bags near the front of the store, I heard the doorbell

ring announcing another customer had entered the already overcrowded shop. The aisles were

packed with shoppers who were in a hurry to get things done and

get home. The joy and reason for the season seemed to have been lost in the rush,

but that was all about to change. There was really no need for a doorbell to give an alert for

this family's entrance, for from them rang out the

voice of a very excited little boy accompanied by his grandmother and brother. The quiet and

reserved older boy appeared to be around eight years old. Smaller one was about six. He was

far from quiet and reserved. He had one speed, fast.

His voice had one volume, loud. We would soon discover that the grandmother had brought them there to

buy presents for their family. While bending over slightly and grasping the small boy's arm,

I overheard grandmother explained to the children, now you each have only $10. That's all you have.

So spend it wisely.

$10! We can buy everybody a gift for $10. You guessed it. Little guy.

He had been informed that in his understanding. He had just won the lottery.

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