The past 6 weeks have been challenging and wonderful, but mostly wonderful. We've loved caring for and marveling over our daughter. She's so sweet, beautiful, funny, helpless, demanding, sturdy, fragile, peaceful, and earth-shatteringly loud, all at the same time.
I went for a long, chilly walk the other night and found myself meditating on the wonder of Christ's birth and experiencing deep fellowship with Him.
What a gift and what a mystery His birth was! He brought together infinitely more diverse qualities than Katie does. His helplessness and hunger and cries were those of God Himself. The Creator had entered His own creation.
I'm so thankful for the healing and peace and forgiveness that Jesus brought and still brings. He came in weakness to help the weak, to bind up the broken-hearted and free those who are discouraged and burdened by their sins. Jesus is alive. He is merciful. He is strong to save.
It's been beautiful to watch Maureen care for Katie so tenderly, patiently, skillfully, and selflessly. I love this photo by our friend Kristin Moore. It makes me think of Mary holding Jesus in her arms two thousand years ago, loving and treasuring her little baby with all her heart and trying to wrap her mind around the fact that her child was also her Savior and her God.
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