The best Christmas gift

Last night at 1:52 a high-pitched toddler voice jolted me awake.

“Where are you mama?  Where ARE YOU MAMA!?”

My two-year-old’s screams came from the living room.  Trying to find me, she was lost.

As I sat rubbing her back, wrinkling her new red and white Christmas reindeer pajamas, I wished I could take her fear away.  Even when I physically touched her and repeated, “Mama’s here, mama’s here, mama’s here.  Everything is going to be okay,” it took time for her to stop crying.

Why couldn’t she notice, take a deep breath, calm herself and realize she had exactly what she wanted?

In this season of Advent–and all year round–I get in a funk from time to time, drowsy from the cares of day-to-day life.  I find myself asking. . . where are you God?  Sometimes even, Where ARE YOU GOD?

God is all around us, daring to shine through people and situations–even hard ones–right in front of our eyes.  God didn’t come as a book.  He came as a person.

So let’s live gratitude today for the best Christmas gift, Immanuel, God WITH US. . . rubbing our back, daring us to quit crying, to see him physically with us saying, “I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.  Everything is going to be okay.”

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