I love Christmas. I love it more this year because of my little one. I get to sing Christmas carols to her instead of traditional lullabies. We got her First Christmas ornament and she helped Daddy hang it on the tree. We also got the dog some reindeer antlers, I'm not sure how that will go.
Now it's snowing. Tyler says there are about 2-3 inches on the ground. By the middle of the week, we could have a foot. Maybe I'd better stock up at the grocery store. I love the snow. It's beautiful and pure and peaceful. I love the crisp, clean feeling in the air. I love how even the dirtiest streets look clean and sparkly. At least until people muck it up.
It's not just the lights, ornaments, music and snow that make this season so special. It's the reason for the season that makes this time of year so special. This year more than ever, the account of the Nativity carries a special message. One of my favorite Christmas songs is Mary, did you know?
Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Would someday walk on water?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered
Will soon deliver you.
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will calm the storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby
You've kissed the face of God.
The blind will see
The deaf will hear
The dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will speak
The praises of the Lamb
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will one day rule the nations?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding
Is the Great I Am.
Imagine if you were her. Imagine what the would've been like. I look at my little girl and I see perfection. No, it's not that I'm a biased mother. She really is perfect. She can't lie, cheat, or steal. She can't swear or manipulate. She is incapable of sin. At least for the moment. It's not hard to look at her and imagine the impossible. But to look at your child and KNOW that he would be the savior of the world. What and amazing, overwhelming feeling.
It brings a knot to my throat to think of the responsibility she faced; to think of the pain and sacrifice she would have to endure. As a new mother, I am only beginning to understand some of what she must have felt. While I will never understand it all, I can have an inkling, a brief glimpse into what she experienced. I am so grateful that she chose to accept her calling in life. That she did her best and succeeded in helping her Father's plan move forward.
For me, Christmas brings with it such a visceral reaction. The feelings of Faith, Family and Traditions help to bring me back down to earth. The chaos and temporal demands of the rest of the year disappear and I am reminded of what is really important.
Merry Christmas.
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