Something Special...

So something has come over me that I was not expecting this Christmas....
I'll be honest, in the past I've been more focused on getting everyones gifts ready, making it to all the different parties, Christmas has been pretty commercial for me. But I've found that this year is very different. There is a whole different feeling when you have a little infant boy at Christmas time.

I've found myself thinking a lot about Mary, how it must have been to be in labor, about to have your first child, while riding on the back of a donkey. Not only that, they weren't rushing to the hospital, but frantically trying to find a room, or a corner of a room that she could have this baby in. I can't even imagine how that must have felt for her. Then to find out that she would have to bear her son in a cold stable. I've never been so humbled to think about how Christ came into the world. I guess birthing is still too fresh in my mind or something, but I've developed a new gratitude for Mary this Christmas.

Looking into the eyes of my infant boy is so humbling as well. As again, I try to imagine how Mary felt looking into her precious sons eyes. This baby boy is so precious to me, and I've been reminded how much of a miracle these babies really are. I think of that special night.....

Silent night..... holy night.... mother and child..... so tender and mild.... sleep in heavenly peace.