Over the past few weeks, we have had the joy and privilege of helping our friends prepare to bring their baby home. He is their first child, a son. They have been waiting for him for a long time.
There is so much to do to prepare for a baby, isn't there? We painted and set up furniture and shopped for clothes and bedding. They knew that life would be different with a baby, that he would change their lives, and they wanted to be ready.
This week, he is home. There has been a constant stream of visitors, some from quite far away, all to welcome this baby. They bring gifts. They just want to see him. To hold him.
This is a very special baby.
There is another Baby too, of course, that we're waiting for. All of us.
And every year, at this time especially, I try to get ready for Him. To free up some space in my heart, in my life. Knowing, counting on the promise, that He will change it completely.
I don't know exactly what to expect. I'm not sure how messy things will get. There will almost definitely be sleepless nights.
But how can I resist? How can we? At any other time of year, it's easier to shy away and make excuses. But now, with the old story so fresh on our lips- is anyone immune to the wonder and joy of a Baby?