The Month of Socks

It is once again the month of socks at our house! If you were around for my post last year you may remember I wrote about a gesture that has become a tradition running three years at least (I’ve lost count.) My sister Patricia Spence works as a nurse for a detention center for girls. These girls have seen anything but a happy Thanksgiving or a Merry Christmas in their lives. They are more acquainted with the hard knocks of life. Many have been suspected of being trafficked. At any rate, my sister is a mom, sister and grandma to all these girls. She has earned their trust and she treats them like human beings, human beings who are beloved of Christ. Being in a detention center, what is allowed as a gift to them is very limited. We finally came up with socks, which are personal, cheery, and comforting while still meeting the stringent safety guidelines of the institution. The thing I wanted to talk about today is this; now the girls are starting to ask my sister if they are getting socks this year! What started as a simple gesture has become something they look forward to and remember! This year we are once again collecting Christmas themed socks to send. Each girl gets a pair of socks and a Christmas card, wrapped in Christmas paper. It may be the only thing she gets this year. This has touched my heart so much, the fact that they remembered and asked for them. I wanted to remind you all, the smallest act of kindness, which may seem nominal to you, may mean the world to the person who receives it. May God bless your home abundantly!
Matthew 25:37-40 Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’ The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’