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Christmas is over. I'm trying hard to find and keep the meaning of this holiday close to my heart. I used to work in retail-so I know that people start putting away their Christmas stuff as soon as they can. I usually don't take my tree down until may. I would love to say that it's because of my intense love for the season and longing to keep a year-round holiday spirit....but in truth it's just lazyness. I grew up in a house where between Christmas and Easter...there was NO PEACE ON EARTH. My parents are both ministers so they are very busy this time of year. It was easy when I was a kid to get so occupied with learning my lines for a Christmas play or song that I really miss the wonder of this one birth so long ago. I understand more now that I'm older and have children. Now that I've been through labor I know how much of a commitment you have to have toward an end result when you have a baby. How uncomfortable Mary must have been riding on a donkey all those days just before giving birth! When I was that close to having a baby I couldn't even lie still and be comfortable-let alone bouncing around on an animal! If she really knew what was coming for her son as far as sacrificing himself...how it must have broken her heart to know that with every contraction and every push she was starting a life that would end violently.
I guess I'm a little over protective-I could barely stand to have my children out of my arms for a moment after they were born...my heart feels like it's going to burst everytime I look at them...and when I look at them and think "if it was me, would I be able to handle it all?" the thought of someone even saying an unkind word to my daughter fills me with anger! so how would I deal with seeing my first born beaten publicly, ridiculed and then murdered before my eyes??? I can't imagine.
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Posted by teckisha on 2007-12-28 00:22:05 | Rating: | Views: 155
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