As children we are taught that at Christmas miracles happen for everyone on earth. For those little ones we tend airbrush out the nitty, gritty, uncomfortable parts of Christmas in the hope that they are protected.
Today’s blog is on the Christmas story. After a week of my little one going on about Santa I felt it was time to bring out the big guns. The story of Jesus’ birth. I wasn’t sure how much she would understand but we went with it.
As I begin to reflect this Christmas time on the journey of Mary I compare it to my own journey into motherhood from last year.