Yes, Mary, not Merry. This Christmas my focus is Mary, Jesus' mother. This time decades ago she was having her first child, a son. What a blessing and joyous night it must have been for her. I remember mine, and I wasn't even allowed to have him with me yet, but I was still all smiles. Mary must have been as delighted as I. But in tandem with this night is 33 and half years later when she stood and watched Him crucified. I don't know how she made it. I mean, I didn't see my baby boy suffer and yet I am a mess- still. Her heart must have just broken- I feel her pain; the pain of a grieving mother.
Then there is God, the Heavenly Father. He knew on the night of His Son's birth that it was the beginning. He knew what lay ahead. He gave up, willing allowed His son, His ONLY CHiLD to be separated from Him. He allowed us peons to treat His Son poorly, when He could have struck us dead instantaneously. I couldn't have done it.
I see the Lord weeping for His Son as I weep for mine. I am not so much weeping for Jake as much as I am weeping because I miss him and wish that I could be spending such a special day with him. Since that is not happening I am hoping I can make both Him and him proud.
I am so gland I introduced Jake to his Father(the Heavenly One) when I did- no regrets. I bet Jake's first Christmas is far better than any festivity his mother could have planned. Enjoy it Jake- I know you're having a fabulous time.
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Hi Joy!
I love your 'making Him/him proud'. What an awesome combination. Why was it a hard beginning in the week?
It's hard to have 2 pregnancies on top of each other even not in this circumstance. Katrina was 9 mos. old and had just got out of the colic/crying ALL THE TIME phase when I got preg. for Nicole. I was violently ill with both pregnancies so had this little baby crawling around as I laid on the couch too sick to move hardly. Being excited to go through it all over again so soon was hard to muster! Though I've never regreted it as I KNOW you don't either (!!), it was still terribly hard. I am SO grateful for this little sister (yeah, I have that feeling too. We'll see if we have to be taken out of the city and stoned or if we get to be honored as prophets (: after she's born) that Jacob is having! (I never knew you called him Jake; that's what my grandpa was called).
Love & Take care my precious niece. Love to my nephew too. Oh! Are these his sandles at my house? Not Timthy's or Ken's as I thought in sequence, so that leaves Joel?? I could float on them down a river somewhere into Texas so that limits the size of the owner of them! A. Susan
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