Jessie just posted about meeting a friend's baby. She posted a series of pictures.
It's amazing to think that once we were that small. At this time of year, of course, my thoughts turn more readily to the birth of Christ. If it's strange to think of ME once being that small (and I'm not all that large now), it's even stranger to think of Jesus being small. He who had seen the creation of the entire world opened His infant eyes for the first time to see a stable. He who could not even lift His own head had come to lift up our heads. He who couldn't do even one thing for Himself came to do everything for us.
Someday we'll be able to live in the glory of that knowledge always, instead of pushing it aside because it's too wonderful for us to comprehend every second of the here and now.
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