Neighbors’ Good Deed Was Selfless Act of Kindness
A reader shares her neighbors’ good deed during the holidays.
The good deed of Evelyn's neighbors left her with a Scottie puppy one Christmas Eve.
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It was Christmas Eve last year, and oh, how I had dreaded
its arrival. I knew I shouldn’t feel that way, but the silence inside my house
was unbearable. My only company was the television, and most shows didn’t hold
my interest long. I had my daily Bible reading and my prayers, too, and I tried
not to think about the past.
However, when the Christmas season arrived, I couldn’t help
thinking about the happier times of Christmases past. Then I thought about
earlier that year, in spring, when my husband, Ted, went to be with the Lord.
Ours had been a good marriage, and what made losing Ted even more difficult was
that most of the family on his side and mine were all gone as well.
It was my first lonely Christmas without Ted, and the only
decoration I put out was the Nativity scene, which I displayed on the dining
room table where my family had once gathered in happy excitement, surrounded by
good food, love and laughter.
I hadn’t forgotten that the true meaning of Christmas was to
celebrate our Lord’s birthday. In my heart, I was happy I had a Lord and Savior
who cared for me and was always there for me, but I had such a yearning for
someone to love and hug on that Christmas Eve.
“God, please help me cope with my loneliness,” I prayed as I
stood at my front window in the late afternoon and gazed out past the front
yard to the street.
The Good Deed
I looked across to my neighbors’ house. Patrick and Desarae
McDonnell had a young son, Aiden, and a teenage daughter, Alyssa. I could see
their Christmas tree decorated with colorful ornaments and bright lights. In my
imagination, I heard the happy sounds of family love as they sat down to
Christmas Eve dinner.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. I opened it to find Aiden
McDonnell standing there.
“Merry Christmas, Mrs. Adams,” Aiden said, grinning happily
as he held a little black Scottie. Then, with his free hand, he offered me a
plate wrapped in foil. “Mom wanted to share some of our Christmas Eve dinner
with you, She hopes you’ll enjoy it.”
“Why, thank you, Aiden!” I said, holding the warm paper
plate smelling of delicious food. “How thoughtful of your mother! Give her a
big hug for me.”