Spoiled With SIX "clucking" Christmas Presents

At a recent prayer meeting with our organization, the member who led the devotion is an outspoken scrooge (not against Christ’s birth, of course, but rather against all the other stuff that has diverted our attention). His advent devotion was taken from the judgment scenes in the book of Revelation. Anyway, following this most interesting (and somewhat entertaining) soapbox, another coworker took the podium and responded “See, Travis and Andrea, you need to make sure that you make Micah’s first Christmas extra special…otherwise he may turn out like that!” The whole room burst into laughter, all except Micah as the joke clearly went right over his head. But anyway, we decided to take this warning seriously and have gone overboard in spoiling Micah with presents this year. That’s right, when Christmas shopping for our little tyke, some would say that we got a bit extravagant in buying him not one…not two…but SIX nice fat laying hens.

 

Chickens? For Christmas? Some of you are bemoaning the tragedy of such a terrible Christmas present for such a cute little guy, but if you were here, you might think otherwise. Without any DVDs and many of the infant toys that other American babies enjoy, Micah gets a kick out of going for walks and looking at everything. He especially likes to watch the many cows, goats, sheep and chickens that wander around in the surrounding woods and fields. So now, for Micah to have six of his own chickens is that much better. Each morning he and his daddy let the chickens out of their house and then make sure that they have plenty of food and water. Throughout the day, they repeatedly check on the little cluckers, throwing rocks to scare away any other animals that try and steal the chicken food. Then, each evening, shortly before Micah goes to bed, he gets to tuck his chickens in by “helping” to put them back into their house. All that to say, Micah loves it and so, although Micah has no point of similarity between his first Christmas present and presents opened by kids all across the US; still, I think we have successfully staved off the chronic grinchdom – at least until next year. Hmmmm…next year, maybe then we can spoil him with some really fun goats!