My Christmas Train

Christmas-Train-200x300 (1)“Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever receives one child such as this in my name receives me.”  Matthew 18:3-5

One of my oldest childhood Christmas memories (reinforced by an annual recall by my parents) was when I was six years old.  All I wanted for Christmas was a Lionel Train set that I had been admiring in the 1954 Lionel catalog.  And on Christmas morning, there it was, along with other toys and the obligatory socks and underwear.

Before I could open the box my parents sat me down and told me that a neighbor boy’s father had been laid off and they couldn’t afford presents for my friend. Wouldn’t it be nice if I gave up one of my toys, so that he would have something under his Christmas tree?

Quite a load to drop on a six-year old!  I thought it was a good idea and I figured I could go a while longer with the socks and underwear I had.

“What should I do?” I asked.  My dad responded, “Think about what gift would make him the happiest and give him that one.”

After a long pause, a few choked back tears, I decided that it was the train set that would make him happy and reluctantly I said, “It was the one thing I really wanted for Christmas, but it would be the gift that would make him happy, so he can have my train.

The proud look on my parents face is something I remember to this day.

As my dad removed the train set box from under the tree, I began to open my gifts. As I torn the paper from the underwear, I noticed that behind the tree was a Lionel box, just like the one I had given up. It was the train set from the 1954 catalog that I wanted so badly!

My dad had a good year at work, and was able to purchase two train sets, one for me and one for my friend.  Giving up the toy was just a test to see if I would be willing to give mine up for someone in need.  I realized that I had passed their unusual test, and I was relieved that I didn’t offer up the socks instead.

Before you nominate me for sainthood, I have learned over the years that most six-year old would pass this test.  I am constantly hearing and reading stories of proud parents retelling of the compassion and selflessness of their young children.

So what is it that happens, that only a few years later, the same children complain “It’s not fair, EVERYONE has a cell phone?  I want one too!” Or, “I’m the only kids I know that doesn’t have an X-Box 360!”

It’s the greedy, self-centered, entitled world they grow up in.  We are constantly barrage with Hollywood images of over indulgences. I wondered, is this a new thing or has this been going on for a long time?

As I thought about it, it reminded me of the nativity story.  What has always struck me as odd, is that in all of Bethlehem, not a single man or woman was willing to give up their bed for a pregnant woman who was about to give birth.  Not one!  It says something about how we can see a need and just ignore it.  I’m comfortable in my bed, it is really sad that my savior has to be born in a manger.

I wonder what would happen if you posed this question to a six-year old at Christmas, “If you knew that Mary had nowhere to go to have her baby, would you be willing to give them your bed for a night so Jesus could be born comfortably?

I would be willing to bet, they would all pass the test!

Over the years, I kept the train set, still in the same box, just as if it were brand new.  It has moved with me from apartment to apartment, and home to home, always reminding me that we must become like children and humble ourselves, if we truly believe in the message of the incarnation.  What would we be willing to give up?

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