My Bethlehem

For all you Momma's up in the middle of the night, practicing the Corporal Works of Mercy...


As you all know I've been tending sick kids for quite some time. And recently, the baby was the last of 4 to get it. It's been somewhat overwhelming lately, the sickness and the timing of it all... But tonight, as I was rocking her, God reminded me of His presence. He also reminded me how dear parenthood is to Him... since He himself chose to be born into a family unit.


Tonight I became tremendously aware of how blessed I am to be a mother, to be called to this vocation... "Whatever you do for the least of these, you do for me" Jesus said. (MT 25:40) Therefore... I can enter Bethlehem from my rocking chair.


Here is a little poem I wrote about it tonight. It doesn't do the experience justice, but I thought I would share. One, because it's relevant to the season. Two, as a reminder to all mothers and fathers of the special privilege we have. Goodnight and God bless!


"Bethlehem"


The curtain falls on one more day The silence chases cares away Rock-a-Bye, Rock-a-Bye A little breath and baby sigh


Quieted are mother's calls Darkened are the busy halls Across my lap, oh there she lay My spirit cannot help but pray


Take me now, to Bethlehem Here and now, the time oh when

The highest Heaven meets the earth Because of just a tiny birth

Rock-a-Bye, Rock-a-Bye Holy Mother, come and fly


Take me now, to Bethlehem Here and now, the time oh when

Unending peace is born at last Amidst a storm so frenzied, vast

Rock-a-Bye, Rock-a-Bye Jesus, Savior, hear my cry


Take me now, to Bethlehem Here and now, the time oh when

A holy star shines bright above and swallows darkness with Your love

Rock-a-Bye, Rock-a-Bye Farewell night, dawn is nigh


Keep me here in Bethlehem Here and now, just us and Them

The curtain calls another day The silence chases cares away

Rock-a-Bye, Rock-a-Bye A little breath and baby sigh

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