The last of the visitors left the hospital room. Todd (my hubby) and I cherished a few more minutes of sitting with our newborn baby, soaking in the miracle of birth. We admired his tiny fingers and toes as we unwrapped the blanket a bit. The gift that laid before us wiggled, and made “baby noses” that once again brought tears to our eyes. After one more kiss on the baby’s head, Todd gently kissed me. Brushing the hair from my face, he whispered, “great job, Babe. I love you and I will see you in the morning.” He quietly made his way out of the room, glancing back at me one more time; love streaming from his eyes.

The hospital no longer rang with activity echoing through the hallways. Only the hushed voices of nurses could be heard from across the hall. One look at the clock on the wall told me I should be exhausted. It had been a long day. My body had just birthed another human; that thought still boggled my mind. And yet, the sleep that was calling me would need to be patient. I was holding my baby.

I stared at him. I unwrapped him again, and marveled at this gift, this tiny human that had been placed under my care. Swaddling him once again in the blanket that wrapped tightly around his body, I began to speak to him. And to God, I suppose. After all, it was just the three of us in the room now. I spoke hopes and dreams over this little man. I spoke prayers over this little body. I spoke truth over him, assuring him that he would always be loved…yes, by me. By his family. But most importantly by his Creator. His Savior. He would always be loved. Forever loved.

Our time together, just my baby and I, left me pondering. Wondering what plans God had for this little guy. Our time together, just my baby and I, left me treasuring. Savoring this moment. Storing up every second, tucking it tightly into a spot in my heart where it would remain forever. This moment would etch its way into my heart, marking me in a way that I didn’t fully understand.

That was the scenario for the births of each of my five sons. Those moments during the late-night hours in the hospital truly were a gift to me. When I allow my mind to go back to that place, I feel only peace. It’s as if the arms of God had my baby and I enveloped in His love. It was tangible. As a mom, it will remain one of the highlights of motherhood. It’s sort of strange in a way; because it’s a time that my little men will never remember. A time they will never remember, but a time I will always treasure.

Our reading today for our Christmas Countdown is Luke 2. And in it I found myself relating to Mary. Soon after she had given birth to Jesus, the shepherds made their way to the stable. They were amazed and began to spread the word concerning this birth. And then verse 19 says, “But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.”  The world was hearing about and celebrating the birth of her Son, and she was quietly treasuring, pondering. She most certainly had the heart of a mom; I believe her thoughts went far deeper, far further than the thoughts of the others in the stable.

Years later, as Jesus had grown into a twelve-year-old boy, Mary and Joseph had “lost” him. When he was later found in the temple courts, his parents questioned his disappearance. Jesus said, “Why were you searching for me? Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?” (vs 49) Following this discussion, Mary once again finds herself pondering. Scripture tells us in verse 51, “But his mother treasured all these things in her heart.” Once again, I see the heart of a mom. Her thoughts went deep. Her thoughts went far. She was treasuring these things in her heart, wondering about his future. What did life hold for him? Perhaps she found herself reflecting back to the moments in the stable. A time when she was able to protect and nurture her son in a way she no longer could do.

I am not sure my exact point with today’s scripture. I only know what God placed on my heart within Luke Chapter 2. He took me back to a place, decades ago, where I had moments in a quiet hospital room with each of my five sons. A place I can never physically go again, but a place that still brings tears to my eyes when I visit it in my minds-eye. A place where God filled my heart with a love for another person in a way that can never be explained. A place where God was so present that I could feel Him pour Himself upon my life and the life of the little man I held in my arms. A place where love and hopes and dreams and prayers seeped out of my pours, landing on the heart of a baby who would never remember this moment, but who would one day catch a glimpse of all that was poured over him in that dimly lit, quiet, hospital room. A place where the three of us experienced a moment in history that would serve as a foundation for the days and years ahead.

My prayer for you today is that you feel the presence of the Lord. I pray you take time to treasure and ponder, as Mary did, about the Son. The Son, who was born in Bethlehem all those years ago. The Son who was born with a love for you that can serve as your foundation in the days and years ahead.

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Misty Cramer is an author & speaker who recently released her first book. The Every Day God, 40 Daily Devotions for Walking with God through Everyday Moments, quickly made its way to Amazon's #1 New Release and Best Seller lists in multiple categories. In this book, she authentically shares her own story to remind us all that God has a specific plan, even in the midst of life's messes. She has been married to Todd for 39 years and has five adult sons. While they enjoy their time as "empty nesters" in rural Michigan, they also love visits from their sons, two daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters. Misty sends out a monthly devotion as part of her newsletter, and she'd love to send it along to you. The link to subscribe to the devotion, as well as the link to Misty's book can be found below:

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