Hold the Savior

Holding babies is big fun!  Each one unique, some squirm while others snuggle, nonetheless, holding them is a treasure.  My youngest Grand, Caleb, looks so much like his father, it’s spooky looking into his little face.  I anticipate more days of fun (and laughter) as he begins to “act” like his father!

 

In his gospel account of Jesus’ birth, Luke wrote, “And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger …” (2:7).  Holding a first-child is no more wonderful than holding any of them, but first-is-a-first and cannot be repeated.  Aside from memorable, it's impossible to fathom all that is contained in a new little being, to understand the depth of those wondering eyes looking back at you.  Jesus’ earthly mother did this – she gave birth then held him with [I'm sure] as much wonder as any other mother.  What a wonder this same God-in-Flesh is "Our supreme honor, rest, comfort, delight" (Spurgeon).  How can man declare absence and dare depart from fellowship with One Who loves us so deeply; deeply enough to sacrifice His All for our all.  Let us not allow the Season’s distractions to hinder our time at the manger, kneeling with those who witnessed with awe and delighted at the Christ Child.  Let us embrace The Savior to experience the sweetest fellowship known to man. Hold the Savior!