Mary

The other week in church we were teaching the children the stories of Jesus. We had each child take a turn and tell their favorite one. They then asked me what mine was. Immediately I went to the nativity story. Back in August Jared and I were reading the New Testament together and came to Luke 2, a prominent chapter about Christ's birth. Afterward I immediately turned to my journal that I keep just for Evelyn and wrote the following:


"Your father and I were just reading in Luke about the birth of Christ. I became so impressed with the way that Christ physically came in to this world - the same as you were brought to this earth. You are so holy and pure just as He was. I have the same privilege that was allotted to Mary of raising a child of God. I love you." 

I think I've mentioned before that Evelyn has never been a cuddler. She is a mover and a shaker and hates being restricted. But last week she let me hold her, and rock her, and fell asleep in my arms. I sat there for 45 minutes and just looked at her in awe. So tender was the moment that I had to capture it in hopes of retaining some portion of what I felt. As we are nearing Christmas and it is my first as a mother, my thoughts are turned to Mary. What a wonderful supreme gift that is given to us women to take part in something so divine.