Merry Christmas

This year I am struck by how humbling it was for our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ to come to us in human form two thousand years ago. The Creator of the Universe, the Son of the Godhead, the salvation of all people came into to this world the typical, human way. I think about how Mary must have felt him in her womb and maybe even experienced third trimester heartburn as her body ran out of room for little Jesus. I think about how after His delivery, Mary and Joseph must have just sat there and marvelled at Jesus' tiny toes and fingers. How Jesus must have been cold and blinded to leave the comfort of the womb and to come into a very unforgiving world-- The creator of the World now wholly dependant on His creation to meet his most basic of needs. I usually think of all this as I rock my own little man and rub my cheek on his fuzzy little head. I wonder what JP will be when he grows up. Mary already knew as she wrapped her own Son and rubbed her cheek on His fuzzy head. I wonder if the joy and the sorrow just about ripped her in two.

Thank you Lord Jesus that as I lift my own little one up in prayer that You understand his plight better than anyone -- that you know what it is to be a little boy who at 6 months is discovering the world around him in a whole new way. Through Your Spirit, help me as his mother to pray in wisdom for my son.

Merry Christmas.