CHRISTMAS CHILD
It has been many years now since my wife and I have taken in foster children. The kids were great but, at times, the advocacy was difficult. At one point we had a little boy who stayed with us much longer than anticipated. Karen worked tirelessly to protect and find a wonderful home for this little boy. The whole process took a few years enabling me to do something I maybe should have shielded myself from....we developed a special kind of a bond.
The image never goes away. As I would sit and read in the early morning my eyes would catch bouncing, curly hair traipsing down the stairs. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he would plop down next to me, wrap himself up in my arms and keep me company. Sometimes we didn't talk, but often we chatted about "stuff". It wasn't long now and he was gone, we had all finally settled on a good home, I didn't realize right away but this little boy had cut out a piece of my heart and taken it with him.
How much more must Christmas have felt to God? He wrapped up His Son, set Him in a cold manger and left Him in a warped, crazy world. God knew this baby would be mocked, ridiculed, beaten and killed. But He also knew there was no other way to defeat man's sinful hearts.
Oh how glad I am that God was willing to suffer the pain of separation so I could find this babe of Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
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