I had to pinch myself today when I had the sarcastic thought, "My
three-month-old is teething? Really? Merry Christmas to me!"
And then I realized -- last year I was begging God for this three-month-old.
I never would have guessed then that after years of infertility, I would be
holding a precious babe in my arms this Christmas season.
Makes it all a little more real for me. Jesus came as a baby. A tiny,
screaming, teething tot.
May your Christmas and New Year be full of undeniable, unforgettable miracles…
But especially the greatest Miracle of all.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
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Every time I see her, I think she's the cutest baby ever. I'm glad 2011 has been full of miracles for you, Bekah. :)
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