It was Sunday morning during the worship service.
We were singing the tried and true Christmas carols and I was lost in the joy of worship.
Suddenly little arms wrapped around my waist and my helmeted Little Girl pressed into me singing her version of the carols.
I looked down as she clung to me, singing, worshipping.
I looked over at Aaron who was diligently trying to sing the words. I peeked further at John who caught my eye and grinned at me.
Both boys in their very ugly sweaters.
Little girl in her 'ugly' dress.
It was one of those moments.
The reality of how blessed I am.
From the outside our world seems insane.
And most days I would concur.
But on Sunday, for a few moments, I saw my three littles as the gifts they are.
Precious.
A sweet moment. A God moment.
A whisper to my heart. Look what I have given you.
I came home after church and saw a bag hanging on our porch swing.
I thought maybe one of the kids put it there. Probably Mary. Filled with junk toys.
Or trash.
I sighed as I went to get it.
It's always something, right?
Mom's job is never done.
It wasn't junk. It wasn't filled with trash.
It was homemade bread.
From our neighbor.
And an envelope.
With money inside.
Money to be divided between Preslley and a child of my choice on Reece's Rainbow.
I stood there so deeply surprised, blessed, encouraged.
Another God moment.
I had no idea my neighbor even read our blog.
She didn't just read it - she was moved to do something.
And the Lord whispered again.
A reminder. A word of encouragement.
Through a kind neighbor wanting to make a difference.
I put half the money in Preslley's account.
And I picked the babe at the very bottom of the tree, Amelia, and gave her the other half.
And I whispered a thank you.
And a prayer for two little babes who need families.
In our insanity - He whispers His presence.
Look what I have given you!
Emmanuel.
God with us.
It's what Christmas is all about.
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Here is Ben singing, Behold the Lamb
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Thank you!
This is the season for miracles! A December rainbow arced across the sky as I drove home after safely delivering gifts to a few friends, and snow is coming tomorrow: White Christmas on Friday, the first here in years!
ReplyDeleteNow, reading about your own young "miracles" along with those also in your heart, how can I keep from believing that still more miracles will soon be all around us?
Merry Christmas and a peaceful, healthy, Happy New Year to you and yours.
Susan in Kentucky
Your kids look adorable in their ugly sweaters and dress and your other son has a great voice. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteErika