Tonight I was hit with love like a ton of bricks.
I love the God who came as a baby.
The one who humbled himself, allowing himself to need the love and care of a humans.
And not just any humans. A teenaged girl and her husband.
I love the Jesus whose eyes must’ve been filled with wonder as he watched and learned – life unfolding before him.
I love that my God was just like my 6 month old son at one time. He sat in the lap of a loving mother, a mother kind of like me.
He held the hand of a doting father, a father kind of like Alex.
To know the Son of God came to earth as a baby helps explain how…
…sometimes I feel like its God who’s looking up at me and loving me through the eyes of my baby boy.
I saw God reaching out to me.
Love came near.
Love reached out and continues to reach out each and every day.
Will you reach back?