Mary kept all these things to herself,
holding them dear, deep within herself. Luke 2:19
Every mother has high hopes for her baby
from the minute he or she is born. What will he grow up to be? Who will she
look like? Will he be smart? Will she be popular? A million questions run
through every mother’s head when she sees her newborn baby. Mary had the same
questions, and one more that we wouldn’t ask. What will happen to the Son of
God?
Imagine that you are Mary or Joseph, and
you could see your baby’s future and know that He was going to die on a cross?
How could you have any joy in your life?
Rereading these words, that I wrote many years ago, I would never have imagined that my daughter would die a tortured death – not physically, but from the demons wearing down her goodness until she broke.
But this is how I am going to try to celebrate Christmas this year. If it hadn’t been for that Baby born in a barn and laid in that manger, if God hadn’t sent that Baby to grow up to die on that cross, none of us would have any hope. Because Jesus came to save us, I know that Jesus saved my baby girl.
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