I know that I use this blog to spew my overflowing "Mama" heart, but I would die inside if I didn't share a little deeper thought with you now and then.
So before all things Christmas are packed away and I post oodles of photos of my girls shredding open their gifts, I wanted to share a little bit of what I have been pondering during this Christmas season. I need to share with you what Christmas means to me.
The true meaning of Christmas was wrapped in swaddling clothes......a baby boy so dear.
The true meaning of this season is about a shiny new baby that was nestled in a dirty manger.
The real meaning behind it all, is God's perfect plan to save an imperfect world through a perfect baby who grew into a man destined to die. However, not only to die, but to defeat death itself and share it with you and me.
He.....Jesus, Emanuel, The Messiah.
He.....Jesus, Emanuel, The Messiah.
Since I have became a Mama I wonder what Jesus' Mama thought when her baby boy was placed in her arms. What pressure and overwhelming desire did she have to protect the Savior of the world. As she looked into his sparkling baby face and kissed his sweet smelling cheeks, what was racing through her head. Was it fear, excitement, doubt.....wonder? I'm sure an enormous sense of protection was pounding through her veins as well.
I think back to the first precious moments that I had with each of my new babies. I had questions and self-doubt crossing my mind. Some of the same questions I'm sure that Mary had circling around in her head.....
Did She fear the responsibility for this tiny baby? Could she keep him safe, or care for him like God wanted her to? Could she be an example of Godly character?
Some questions I cannot compare or begin to imagine the weight of....
Did she doubt her ability to provide for God's Son? Was excitement shining on her face at the thought that this small babe was sent to save her and all mankind? Did wondering thoughts swim in her head, how can this baby do all that is expected of Him? Will I fail Him? Will I fail God?
I do not envy the calling that Mary was given. Such a responsibility to Him, and to the World. The calling to raise the Redeemer. A very intense desire to protect that one small boy I'm quiet certain.
In this season of my life I connect with Mary's heart and resonate with similar questions she must have had about her child. Some questions are the same and some are not. To me, Christmas has taken on a glimpse into Mary's heart and the care for a small infant. The One who was sent to save me and you. How would I care and protect the Messiah? How do I teach my children to do the same? How do I raise them to protect, defend, and nurture Christ in their lives? To put Him first in all things.....it starts with me. My children will watch me as I choose to protect Christ in my life. They will watch as I choose to defend His name and they will see me nurture my relationship with Him.
I heard this song at church this morning for the very first time and it was the grand finale for my Christmas 2010. I have posted the lyrics and if you wish to listen you can go here.
Born To Die
They never knew a dark night
always had the Son's light
on their face
Perfect in glory
Broken by the story
of untold grace...
come that day
Majesty had come down
Glory had succumbed now
to flesh and bone
In the arms of a manger
In the hands of strangers
that could not know
Just who they hold
And the angels filled the sky
All of heaven wondered why
Why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die
And all fell silent
For the cry of an infant,
the voice of God
Was dividing history
For those with eyes to see,
the Son would shine
From earth that night
To break the chains
Of guilt and sin
To find us here
To pull us in
So we can join in Heaven's song
And with one voice around the throne
All the Angels filled the sky
And I can't help but wonder why
Why this King would choose to be
Be a baby born for me
Be a baby born
Be a baby born to die
By: Bebo Norman
A piece of my heart to yours. A Christmas thought for you to ponder.
Merry Christmas to you and your family this year. From this Mama to you.
May Jesus be your reason to celebrate this upcoming year. May His love find you, hold you, and guide you in all things. May His perfection be sufficient for our imperfections.
Blessings,
~Abby
I think back to the first precious moments that I had with each of my new babies. I had questions and self-doubt crossing my mind. Some of the same questions I'm sure that Mary had circling around in her head.....
Did She fear the responsibility for this tiny baby? Could she keep him safe, or care for him like God wanted her to? Could she be an example of Godly character?
Some questions I cannot compare or begin to imagine the weight of....
Did she doubt her ability to provide for God's Son? Was excitement shining on her face at the thought that this small babe was sent to save her and all mankind? Did wondering thoughts swim in her head, how can this baby do all that is expected of Him? Will I fail Him? Will I fail God?
I do not envy the calling that Mary was given. Such a responsibility to Him, and to the World. The calling to raise the Redeemer. A very intense desire to protect that one small boy I'm quiet certain.
In this season of my life I connect with Mary's heart and resonate with similar questions she must have had about her child. Some questions are the same and some are not. To me, Christmas has taken on a glimpse into Mary's heart and the care for a small infant. The One who was sent to save me and you. How would I care and protect the Messiah? How do I teach my children to do the same? How do I raise them to protect, defend, and nurture Christ in their lives? To put Him first in all things.....it starts with me. My children will watch me as I choose to protect Christ in my life. They will watch as I choose to defend His name and they will see me nurture my relationship with Him.
I heard this song at church this morning for the very first time and it was the grand finale for my Christmas 2010. I have posted the lyrics and if you wish to listen you can go here.
Born To Die
They never knew a dark night
always had the Son's light
on their face
Perfect in glory
Broken by the story
of untold grace...
come that day
Majesty had come down
Glory had succumbed now
to flesh and bone
In the arms of a manger
In the hands of strangers
that could not know
Just who they hold
And the angels filled the sky
All of heaven wondered why
Why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die
And all fell silent
For the cry of an infant,
the voice of God
Was dividing history
For those with eyes to see,
the Son would shine
From earth that night
To break the chains
Of guilt and sin
To find us here
To pull us in
So we can join in Heaven's song
And with one voice around the throne
All the Angels filled the sky
And I can't help but wonder why
Why this King would choose to be
Be a baby born for me
Be a baby born
Be a baby born to die
By: Bebo Norman
A piece of my heart to yours. A Christmas thought for you to ponder.
Merry Christmas to you and your family this year. From this Mama to you.
May Jesus be your reason to celebrate this upcoming year. May His love find you, hold you, and guide you in all things. May His perfection be sufficient for our imperfections.
Blessings,
~Abby
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2 comments:
Beautiful post.
Loving the family photo. So sweet!
PS: Stop back at the blog Renovation Mac Style to view some pics I've posted so far, become a follower as I'll be posting more of our renovations as I find the photos and load them back into my hard drive. :) Cheers!
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