Hello Farm Friends,
I try. I really do try to help Dylem know that Christmas is about more than opening presents (which he loves to do). His Grandma gave us a little nativity set that is blessedly plastic, so we can talk about all the different people involved in Christmas and touch them and move them around. So far he really likes Mary and Joseph and Baby Jesus, but not the wise men for some reason. I suspect it is because after you fit the main characters in his farm wagon there is not room for the wise men and he gets frustrated at that, so he just doesn't like them. We have a book too that we read and we pet sweet Baby Jesus' head and talk about how he was born in a barn with all kinds of animals (which I suppose would have been Dylem's birthplan if he had any input in the situation). Dylem does like the Shepherds…mainly because one of them in the book looks like our summer farm help, Tim. Dylem gets so excited that Tim is carrying a sheep to go see Baby Jesus. He already thinks Tim walks on water and now that Tim was there when Baby Jesus was born, well, he is elevated even further. Seriously though, it is important to me that Dylem at least know that we celebrate Christmas because it was when Jesus was born and our lives as humans were changed forever. It seems that when God gave me Dylem, He gave me a completely different understanding of the Christmas story and the Easter story. No longer was Mary just the mother of Jesus to me, I began to wonder what she thought as she held this tiny miracle in her arms as I was holding mine.
Christmas for ME arrived last week. There always seems to be a certain "light bulb" type moment when my heart and mind clue in to life in a different way and the Spirit of Christmas fills my heart. It happened at bath time one night last week. I was drying Dylem off and had completely wrapped him in a towel to keep him warm when he said…"Just like Baby Jesus". I stopped. "Yes", I said, "Just like Baby Jesus" and then we proceeded to the mirror where we looked at Dylem all wrapped in swaddling clothes…a big 2 year old little boy that understood he was like Baby Jesus at that moment and I understood once again what Christmas is all about.
This year my heart has been challenged to be more "childlike" at Christmas time. Life sometimes hands us things that we did not ask for. I have been humbled by family issues and stories that friends have shared about struggles in their lives right now and in the past. Life is hard and it is easy to quit believing God to answer your prayers. He always answers, it is just not always as you would have it and that HURTS big time and it is hard to trust again…BUT DO. Just as your kids trust you completely no matter what happened the day before, trust God this Christmas season. That is my Christmas wish for us all. Merry Christmas!
Hebrews 11:1 Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Psalms 91:2 I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I TRUST.