This Christmas has special meaning for me.
As my first Christmas with a newborn, I am more in awe than ever at the Christmas story.
To think, Lord and Maker of the Universe came down to Earth so humbly.
As a baby.
If there is one thing we have learned about babies in the last two months it is that they are simply, utterly dependent & helpless.
At first, they can’t even hold up their heads or see more than 12 inches away.
What do we learn about a God who chooses to come into the world so…gently, quietly and humbly?
In a barn, no less.
It could have been a much, much different story full of conquering, display of power and wealth.
Instead, we learn of a baby in a barn.
The Christmas Story never ceases to amaze, softening our hearts to welcome Immanuel, God with us!
“Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel.” Isaiah 7:14
As for my first Christmas in South Dakota and my first Christmas as a mother…
The day is starting wonderfully!
John is doing chores, I’m finally quilting and baby Joslyn is about to wake up from her nap.
It also looks like we will get our wish for a mostly “Brown Christmas”!