I gave my very first Christmas jar away on Christmas Eve. My grandfather was in the hospital and was critically ill. I had been collecting money in my Christmas jar all year as I was a recipient of one the year prior and I was so excited to give it away on Christmas Eve. When my grandpa became ill, the Christmas jar took the back burner. I haphazardly carried the jar with me to the hospital on Christmas Eve and gave it to a gentleman walking out as I walked in. My grandfather became a Christmas angel this Christmas and my heart was heavy, yet there were still glimpses of joy as I think about the life touched by the jar. Let the Christmas Jar continue and bless the lives it touches.