I’m always left with a sense of awe after the words……
And when you kiss your little baby
You’ve kissed the face of God.
Being a mother of a son, I often ponder those particular words.
I remember after having my son, how mesmerized I was by his sweet little face. I stared at him for hours, amazed at the gift I had been blessed with. As mothers (and fathers) don’t we all feel that way?
How must Mary have felt?
I’m sure she was amazed at the birth of her child and stared at His sweet face for hours. When her lips lightly brushed His forehead, or the tip of His little baby nose, she could not have possibly fully understood the implications of this birth, this life….she knew, but not really….it would have been too overwhelming for the heart of a young girl.
God came that night. He came for a world that was in desperate need of Him.
Pure. Innocent. Sinless and Perfect. A Holy Gift, straight from Heaven.
The One that would save us all.
This same world that Christ came to save, attempts to remove Him from Christmas. Yet, it is impossible, because without Christ there is no Christmas.
The great Emmanuel, God with us.
“The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel” (which means “God with us”). Matthew 1:23 NIV