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Mary did you know?

    


     I love this time of year.  Not so much for the gift giving part, you can do that any time of the year.  I also could do without the cold, although last nights snowfall was lovely.  I love this time of year for what it represents, “For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given; And the government will be upon His shoulder. And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6 NKJV
The Savior of the world would be born on this day.  The bread of life would be born in the town of bread (Bethlehem) and the prophesy would be fulfilled. 

      This year is the first year our oldest who is now five was really looking forward to Christmas, mostly for the gift part, but still it was exciting to see him finally learn the days of the week and understand what a month is.  He woke up every day and crossed off his calendar in preparation for the "big day".  "Mom, I'm excited because Christmas is just two days away."

"And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth."` John 1:14

      Christmas also reminds me to look at my children through different eyes.  I try to look at them through the eyes of Mary.  As a mother I want to raise my children to be like Jesus, but I struggle with being the example myself.  What was it like to raise Jesus Himself?  What must it have felt like to be the mother of God?  To kiss his face?  To hold His hand? To want to protect Him from bruising his knees? To behold his glory?  To see Him die on the cross for those generations of sinners not yet born? To know that He came to save her too.

      My prayer today is to love my children more.  Not just to raise them to be like Jesus but to treat them as if they are Jesus.  Maybe then will they be like Jesus.  Maybe then will I be like Jesus.

      Thank you Mary for taking care of My Lord.  Merry Christmas to you all and God bless you.  Below is one of my favorite songs.  It's a song I could appreciate only after becoming a mother.  I hope you enjoy the lyrics as much as I do



Mary Did You Know
~Mark Lowry

Mary did you know that your baby boy would some day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you.

Mary did you know that your baby boy would give sight to a blind man?

Mary did you know that your baby boy would calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
And when your kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.

Oh Mary did you know


The blind will see, the deaf will hear, the dead will live again.

The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?

Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding is the great I am


Blessings, 
S. Vanessa

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  1. "My prayer today is to love my children more. Not just to
    raise them to be like Jesus but to treat them as if they are
    Jesus. Maybe then will they be like Jesus. Maybe then will
    I be like Jesus."
    This is one of the most beautiful sentiments I've ever considered, and it is the prayer of my heart, too. You just made it onto my list of best quotes, my friend.
    I just posted a link to that exact song in Andrea's comments! The one by Kenny Rogers and Wynona Judd. It's one of my favorite Christmas songs ever. My old church used to sing it all the time and it was such a nice reminder of His "normal" life, which I often overshadow by His divine life.
    Well, Merry Christmas, my dear. Give those sweet kids a kiss for me. xo

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