Ring-a-ding-ding!

How many years does a family have to repeat an event to label it a tradition? Last week the Nymans participated in our 2nd annual ringing of the bells with the Salvation Army. Thanks to Linnea’s research and scheduling, we rang at two Walmart doors in Michigan City, manning two red kettles for two hours. It wasn’t difficult to stand in the cold when Walmart’s wide doors opened again and again, wafting warm air our way and welcoming us inside when we needed a warm-up.

Skylar and Micah did beautifully, never complaining about the length of time they were “stuck” ringing bells. The children’s cheery, “Merry Christmas!” to each contributor brought far more donations than we would have seen without them being there.

As was true last year, the bell-ringing offered a classic opportunity to study human nature. When the 20-something girls were ringing, male contributors were plentiful. One said, “You two are the best lookin’ elves I’ve ever seen. I wish my name was Santa Claus.”

Another told Nelson, “I force my kids to ring these bells every year. They don’t like it, but it’s good for them.”

This year we learned that what gets plunked into the red kettles isn’t always money. Throughout the country kettle-counters find treasure ranging from valuable antique coins to engagement rings. The Army doesn’t hold these treasures but has them appraised, then sells them and puts the proceeds into their programs.

Last year gold coins began showing up in random states throughout the nation just before Christmas: Indiana, Florida, Illinois, Tennessee, Georgia, Colorado, Washington. Most of the coins were solid gold, minted in the early 1900’s, worth about $20 at the time but now appraising for $1500 – $2000.

One kettle contained a diamond and sapphire ring. “Wrapped in a rubber band was a $50 bill, and inside the $50 bill was a note, and inside the note was a ring,” the counter said. The note read, “They need more than I. Do good! A friend.” It was appraised at $2000.

Another special find was a gold nugget that was eventually auctioned for $4000. That donation, too, included an anonymous note from the generous donor. Once in a while kettle-counters find large bills with notes that say, “In memory of…” their loved one. One such contribution has been made every Christmas for 7 years, a $1600 gold Liberty coin “In memory of Mimi.”

Generosity is a character trait God highly esteems. He’s especially delighted when people give from sparse resources, because he understands our temptation to hold onto what little we might have. But leave it to him to include a return-blessing when we give: “Whoever sows generously will reap generously.” And that’s especially good news when money is tight.

Our family’s minimal participation with the Salvation Army was a blessing for sure, and I think a family tradition has been born.

In the midst of a very severe trial, [the Macedonians’] overflowing joy and their extreme poverty welled up in rich generosity.” (2 Corinthians 8:2)

Merry Christmas from the Nymans

We wish you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS, and rejoice in the birth of our Savior!

 

“May the Lord bless you and protect you. May the Lord smile on you and be gracious to you.  May the Lord show you his favor and give you his peace.” (Numbers 6:24-26)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Left to right: Skylar, Klaus, Adam,                        Evelyn, Hans, Thomas

Micah, Linnea, Nelson, Margaret,                               Nicholas, Katy

Louisa, Birgitta, Lars

Did you see that?

All of us would agree that in one generation’s time the visual stimuli in our country has run rampant:

 

  • Our computer screens are edged with enticing ads created just for us after our web browsing habits have been hacked.
  • Roadside billboards that once were signs with seven words or less now boast a series of computer-generated messages in riveting Technicolor, sometimes switching quicker than we can absorb them.
  • Car brake lights jump out at us, once a single bulb but now rows and rows of red lights.

The whole world is screaming, “Look over here!”

Experts tell us our brains, if properly exercised, do have the capability to keep up with the ever-increasing demands on it. They say our children, raised in this vivid world, are already pros at handling it. But is that an advantage or just a guarantee of battle fatigue?

Is it possible to defend ourselves against the everyday visual assault all around us?

When I was young, my dad repeatedly told his 3 children never to look at the sun. “You won’t feel it burning your eyes,” he said, “but if you stare at it, some day you’ll be blind.” Even when he took us outside to view a partial solar eclipse through a hole in a shoe box, he warned us again and again not to peek at the sun.

In the end, though, the choice to obey that advice belonged to each of us. I chose to follow it, especially after listening to a testimonial from someone who’d gone blind exactly as Dad had described.

His counsel was good. Why look at something that could cause harm? And that’s how we can handle today’s rampant visual stimuli. We can make deliberate decisions in every hour of every day to be discriminating about where our eyes go and what we take in through them. Just because a sign is neon-blinking or vibrantly colored doesn’t mean we have to look at it.

Psalm 141:3 says, “Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.” God would probably be fine about our praying that same request over our sight: “Set a guard over my vision, Lord; keep watch over what goes through my eyes.”

And there’s one more thing we can do. We can choose to fill our gaze with high quality things as instructed in Philippians 4,  focusing on whatever is true, honest, pure and lovely.

In fact, we can do even better than that. We can fill our vision with Jesus.

Fix your eyes on Jesus…” (Hebrews 12:2a)