Tis the season of giving.

I’ve always been a person that enjoys both getting and giving. I love the feeling you get when you brighten up a person’s day but better yet, the knowledge that that small, insignificant sacrifice that you made, blossomed into a tree bearing fruits of gratitude, hope and joy.

Being an artist I always find my self-asking; ‘what can I give the audience?’ Recently it has been more like “what can the audience give me?’ I have been able to let the audience minister to me. To evoke a reaction from somebody tells you about the emotional and spiritual state that they are in and comments on their ability or inability to respond. This has been a revelation for me because its cognoscente of many forms of expression whether it be art, preaching, motivational speaking or counseling. Giving somebody joy, peace or sympathy through any of these mediums can be a gift that never perishes.

This Christmas I am a new person. I find my self not wanting…much. And the things that I want to give far outweigh the things what I want to get. I say this not to boost up my self-esteem but to compliment the simplicity of giving and receiving. And to magnify the immense gift that we humans are given each day. When we wake up in the morning and are able to breathe, or when we arise in the beginning of the day feeling energized and joyous. I believe I live in a society and culture where complacency plagues the hearts of many and redemption is rich in abundance for the few who seek it.

I thank God for the opportunity to give, maybe that opportunity is all the gift that I need. Merry Christmas.