“This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:12)
This morning, I went to visit an orphanage with Bianca and there, we found the baby Jesus in the persons of 3-week-old Agnes, and 1-year-old Marge, Margaux, Jason, Ashley, Angelo, Precious, and Krisha. I feel blessed to be in the company of such happy, loving kids and honored, in fact, to feel needed by them even for just a day. It was a joy to breathe in their baby scents, to cradle and wrap them in my arms. A delight to hear them laugh, see them smile, and feel them reach out for my hand. I may not have personally witnessed the Nativity scene or paid tribute to the King of all Kings with gifts of gold, incense, and myrh but this morning, in that small room tucked in the corner of that little orphanage, where dreams of a permanent home hung thick in the air and hope for a family they can call their own lingers, it truly felt like, I did. ????