It was a really beautiful experience for me, sitting there in a quite chapel, rocking my baby in an unpadded manger. I felt such reverence for Mary as I put myself in her place and imagined what that night was like. I was amazed by how well Jadyn handled laying in a very hard manger...as I'm sure Mary was too. For that hour I couldn't stop thinking about how I was going to entertain her without all her favorite toys and keep her comfortable without her soft blankets and warm clothes (she was stripped down to swaddling clothes of course). Somehow Mary did it. She managed to go through child birth and keep him warm and safe with virtually no resources. I honor that woman.
Jace and I also sang a duet. It was a song I had found about Joseph. Everyone sings about Mary, as they should, but I was a beautifully rendition of Joseph.
The Spirit of Christmas was overwhelming.
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