It's Christmas Eve and I have this sudden urge to write, so I have stepped away from my family, nesseled myseld into my bed and here I am. It has been a couple of months since my last post. I have purposefully taken a break from blogging. I needed time to become situated in my new life, in my new house with my new job.(I'll blog more about all of my changes later.)
Tonight, I want to write about something that has laid heavy on my heart over these past few weeks. And what has sparked it was a simple Christmas song, Mary Did You Know. I have heard this song many, many times. Infact, it is one of my all-time favorite Christmas songs. These past few weeks, I have truly been trying to really grasp this song. I wish I could tell you by now I totally get it. I completely understand it. Mary, did you know. Did you know that you were going to have a Son that was going to save the world? Did you know that your Son was going to heal the sick and broken. And the real question...Did you know your Son was going to save us by being beaten, mocked and nailed to the cross? Did you know? Yes, Mary did know. But I still have a hard to grasping and understanding. I am not a mother so I don't fully understand what it is like to love a child of your own. I have a very good understanding as I have a mother who has modeled what a mothers love should look like. I have an understanding what it is like to love a child because God has put many in my pathway that I have truly fallen in love with. But to actually understand what it is like to love your OWN child, I am not able to understand that quite yet. Mary had the understanding of what it was like to love her own child. I have questioned myself, would I have been like Mary. Would I have said yes to birthing and raising a child who I knew would be taken from me? Could I have sat there and watched him become hated by so many that they gave Him the death sentense. Would I have been able to watch Him be mocked, beaten and nailed to a cross. Would I have said yes? Mary said yes with no questioning.
Mary was just like me. I don't know if I will ever understand how she said yes. But on this Christmas, I want to have the happiness and be filled with the same kind of love Mary had when she birthed baby Jesus. I want to be like Mary. I want her courage, her faith, her love, and her great understanding. Mary's love for her son Jesus was just as strong as any mother's love for their child but because of her love for God, she was able to say yes. Baby Jesus was born to an amazing woman of God. Mary is the type of woman I want to strive to be.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
Tonight, I want to write about something that has laid heavy on my heart over these past few weeks. And what has sparked it was a simple Christmas song, Mary Did You Know. I have heard this song many, many times. Infact, it is one of my all-time favorite Christmas songs. These past few weeks, I have truly been trying to really grasp this song. I wish I could tell you by now I totally get it. I completely understand it. Mary, did you know. Did you know that you were going to have a Son that was going to save the world? Did you know that your Son was going to heal the sick and broken. And the real question...Did you know your Son was going to save us by being beaten, mocked and nailed to the cross? Did you know? Yes, Mary did know. But I still have a hard to grasping and understanding. I am not a mother so I don't fully understand what it is like to love a child of your own. I have a very good understanding as I have a mother who has modeled what a mothers love should look like. I have an understanding what it is like to love a child because God has put many in my pathway that I have truly fallen in love with. But to actually understand what it is like to love your OWN child, I am not able to understand that quite yet. Mary had the understanding of what it was like to love her own child. I have questioned myself, would I have been like Mary. Would I have said yes to birthing and raising a child who I knew would be taken from me? Could I have sat there and watched him become hated by so many that they gave Him the death sentense. Would I have been able to watch Him be mocked, beaten and nailed to a cross. Would I have said yes? Mary said yes with no questioning.
Mary was just like me. I don't know if I will ever understand how she said yes. But on this Christmas, I want to have the happiness and be filled with the same kind of love Mary had when she birthed baby Jesus. I want to be like Mary. I want her courage, her faith, her love, and her great understanding. Mary's love for her son Jesus was just as strong as any mother's love for their child but because of her love for God, she was able to say yes. Baby Jesus was born to an amazing woman of God. Mary is the type of woman I want to strive to be.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
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