Day Eight: Happy "Birth" Day
Today is my daughter’s birthday.
I smile as my eyes fill with tears, remembering the day she was born.
The day that God chose for her to come into this world.
I remember looking into her eyes, with the same expression that I had when
I looked into the eyes of my 32 and 30 year old precious children's eyes on the day of their births....
in wonder, and with such amazement that it warmed my heart in an unexplainable way.
And that warmth grows every day that they continue to grow...
Every day, I celebrate their births.
As we all are preparing for Christmas day, to celebrate the Birth of our King,
I think about His Birth-Day.
The day that He was born to Mary....a humble little girl.
I wonder what happened to her heart that day when she looked into her precious baby’s eyes.