We are a family celebrating a baby.
Although it is cold and snowy outdoors,
with the icy wind singing in the pines,
inside the lodge you will find find us nestled together,
with the head over heels in love siblings,
begging for their turn to hold our pretty in pink bundle.
Her arrival brings about a sudden holiday occasion,
as mama is supposed to be resting,
recovering from surgery.
This means no school,
no cleaning,
and plenty of time for snowball wars,
board games, Lego messes, tea parties,
and staring at that captivating little perfect face,
with amazingly tiny fingers and toes,
all wondrously fashioned,
filling a soul with awe.
This season, we remember another family who long ago celebrated,
with great joy, their wee babe.
The world outside was cold to them,
yet, I imagine inside their hearts were not only falling in love
with their newborn son,
but overcome with awe that He would be their Savior.
He was truly perfect,
how they must have marveled at this as He grew.
Jesus' entrance into the world created a most wonderful holiday.
The promise of hope fulfilled,
the Gospel revealed in one small child.
O come let us adore him!
O come let us adore him!
O come let us adore him,
Christ the Lord!
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