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.