This morning I read the Christmas story to Samuel. My goal is to read it every day from now through December 25. I want to read it to Samuel each Christmas so he knows what we are really celebrating this season: the birth of Christ.
It also helps me keep a realistic perspective and combats all the busyness of buying, baking, parties, etc. If I am stressing out about shopping, Christmas cards, or decorating....I stop myself and go back to the words of Luke 2. These words remind me of the true purpose and reason for Christmas.
If you haven't read it yet this season, I encourage you to read it here.
A verse that I have loved the past few years and that is so intriguing to me is verse 19: But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.
Today as I was reading it, I wondered why this verse is included here. The story of Christmas talks about the birth of Jesus and then the story of the shepherds and angels. It seems that verse 19 is just tucked away, not really part of the events of what was happening.
A few years back I found this description about Luke 2:19 – “But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” Not your typical Christmas verse on its own – but one that demonstrates that Mary, the mother of our Lord and Savior, quietly pondered His truth in her heart. She took time to think about spiritual things, just as we should do. Christmas is a very busy time, but our time is poorly spent if we allow the “busyness” of Christmas to keep us from reading the Christmas story again and again, thinking about it. Make this season truly “A Time to Ponder.”
Maybe verse 19 is there as a reminder to us all. This Christmas, my first one as a mother, gives me lots to ponder and treasure. I treasure the miracle I hold in my arms as I read. I ponder the loss of another little one just months ago. I treasure the glory Samuel's story gives to God. I ponder what it must have been like for young Mary to have a baby. I treasure the simplicity of the Christmas story....no baby showers, no baby registries, no nursery, nothing.
As I look at my baby boy this Christmas, and think about his incredible story and arrival into our lives, I can't help but ponder the miracle of Christmas. Because, after all, the miracle of Christmas is about the birth of another baby boy.
A baby whose story has changed my life even more than Samuel. Now that's something to ponder.