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I am reading some letters to Santa in the Winnipeg Free Press. Most of the letters are about things children want for Christmas which is usually the case when writing letters to Santa. One kid writes that He wants like 22 different things, another 13, and another 9. Most are toys or something expensive. You know I wasn’t raised first class. More like lower middle class. Single Mom three kids in the North End if Winnipeg. Not your ideal fairy tale dream life. We never had much money and most often found ourselves getting into some kind of trouble. But we were raised on good morals. I honestly believe that I am a good person just trying to the best I can at life. I never needed the latest, fad. I wouldn’t even dream of it because there was no point I knew I would never get it. I had a good imagination and had just as much fun if not more. Man did I have an attitude, but when respect was due it was given immediately. When we did have some spare money Mom would take us out to a restaurant for something to eat, it was always fun. But what I remember more than the restaurants were the compliment me and my sister use to get from the waitresses were always good and made me feel proud.
Lately I have realized that being poor was not so bad. Having no money taught me how to make do with what I do have rather than dwell on the things I don’t. I am a good person and it has nothing to do with money at all. As a matter of fact money means so little to me at times that it’s not a good thing. I’ll just leave it at that.

(Terrin I know I said that the little drummer boy was my favorite Christmas song. Well, not so much. Drummer boy was my grandmas favorite and that’s why I liked it so much but I think I found one I really like. Oh Holy Night. )

There was this one letter to Santa that made me feel good inside. The Child writes:
Dear Santa,
First of all, Merry Christmas to Mrs. Clause, elves, Rudolph, and you. I am not going to ask you anything for myself this year. I want you to go and give gifts to the soldier that is fighting far away from home and their family! I want you to come see our big beautiful school that was built for our community, the name of the school is Minegoziibe Anishingbe School. It’s from Nursery to twelve.
Love Moses
P.s. I know I Wasn’t going to ask abut can you send an Xbox.

Reading that makes me have Faith in people. It reassures me that there are still many, many7 people out there who need help. This child who thought more about others than himself makes me praise God. This child who cares about people, a child with good morals and a good head on his shoulders. He sounds more spiritually mature than s lot of people I know. But then again age means nothing.
I went to prayer this morning at my church; Shawna was kind enough to pick me up on her way there. Pastor Alan spoke about living for others rather than yourself. He said that the “immature” Christian thinks not about other but only himself. When I take a loot at my life and where I stand I know that I defiantly put my neighbors before myself.(I don’t mean my neighbor literally, but biblically) Sometimes they manipulate me and take me for granted which isn’t fair, but not everyone is like that and it doesn’t stop me from doing good to others. Not just the less fortunate but others in general. Helping fellow man, you know what I mean. Like holding open a door for someone, being kind and loving. Pulling over to help someone stuck in a ditch, literally and metaphorically.

“What a world it would be if we lived for others rather than ourselves.”
- Pastor Alan Duncalfe

I am still sad about my good friend Terrins internship coming to an end at our Church. Boy did we ever have some good times. Memories I hope I will always remember! People usually give up on me. I am a lot to work with. I have been, lived, loved, fought, and learned a lot in my life, and I am only 19. it usually came down to be being disappointed. I trusted then and they let me down. It may have been who let them down, which now that I think about it, it could be very well that it was I who let them down and thus disappointing myself. Not with Terrin. I believe that we have a good solid friendship! A friend for life even, our friendship is based on honesty and trust. With this comes serious times, fun times, sad times, throwing baseballs in lockers at camp times. Times that will be with me forever. Oh and how could I forget the gaming and coffee times. I have had some of the best times of my life in the past 8 months. When I think about it, well as I am thinking about it, and as someone brought to my attention she has become a sister to me. We fight, laugh, and cry, have fun, just like sisters. Man I miss her! You know what really cool though? She is going to graduate this semester from CPC. (that’s Central Pentecostal College in Saskatoon for those of you who don’t know) That’s so awesome! She is such an inspiration to my life. I want to be like her, I want the passion she has and the willingness to say “Yes Lord!”
If I have learned anything its that things take time, growing and learning takes time. But with no excuses time can go by with more ease and less complications.
Terrin knows that she always has a place with us. In our hearts, our homes, and the Church. No matter what, she will always be part of our family whether she’s away at school, in Virden with her folks, living in Brandon or back here in Winnipeg, or anywhere for that matter.

You know I am so grateful that Kalandra invited me to youth, and that I went. Going there that first time changed my life. I am still working through the changes because like I said and was taught; things, especially change, take time. I want to be just like Jesus. I want to help people and do my share to help make the world a better place to the best of my ability. To glorify Him. All I need to do is say “Yes Lord!” and obey. God is so amazing. I just wish it want so hard for some people to understand it.

I love you Lord. My Father and creator. Thank you for my life and friends and family. Thank you for the blessings you have given me.


Yours truly, trying to be a good and faithful servant, until next time,

God bless and Merry Christmas!!
With love Mollie