It is such an honor to hold him. The light beaming from his face, as I caress his cheek, makes me proud. As I hold him close I can feel his heart beat. A heart that was given to save all people. As I look into his eyes I see pure love. I see eyes that will look at people with grace. As I count his fingers I think of his hands and the healing they will do. Oh my! It’s starting to sink in. I am the mother of the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. I am the mother to the son of God. How do I do this? How do I teach him? How do I lead him or will he lead me? My love is so overwhelming but will I be able to save him or will he save me? Do I discipline him or do I trust God? How do I do this? Trusting God! Just like Mary do you find yourself wondering how you can do life. It’s simple… trust the one who gave it to you.
Merry Christmas and I love you!