“Spencer get up now!” Screamed my mother on Christmas morning. I dragged my lazy self out of bed threw on my sweatshirt and jeans went down to the living room to start the day. In less than 20 minutes my family had opened every present under the tree and there was only one reason for that we were going down to the New Gate mission to serve food and have worship with the homeless. Once we arrived we stood and sang but it was packed! Then we had communion which is where four people served you the body of the Christ which is bread and the blood of Christ which is grape juice. While everyone was eating it warmed my heart to see how happy these people were when we take granted for everything they are thankful for the little things that we ignore. This was a Christmas memory I will never forget.