Being a mom this Christmas has really put a new perspective on things for me. This year has only been triumphed over because of the grace, mercy, love and forgiveness of my Savior, Jesus Christ. As I teach and spend time with my kids, I have caught just a small glimpse of the love that Christ has for me. It gives me the strength that I need to keep going.
Zoe has been learning about the birth of Christ at home and in church the past month. The other day when I was singing her to sleep, she looked up at me with her gigantic brown eyes and said,
"You remind me of Mary."
Mary? Is that a girl in your class?
"No, Mary. Jesus's mother.
You remind me of her because you're so sweet and beautiful just like she was."
I've thought about that comment a lot this past week.
How Mary was chosen to raise the Savior, what a special woman she must truly be.
The most noble woman had to be chosen to be the mother of the One who would save us all.
We've all been given responsibilities and have people in our lives that we are in charge of caring for.
How I wish that I could say that I always am a mother like Mary... But everyone in my home knows that's not the case! Luckily for all of us, the life of Jesus Christ has saved us as we accept and follow Him.
What a great example of Divinity we have, to model our behavior and life after.
God's and Christ's standards never change. No matter how much the world changes, no matter how much it pulls and tugs us, no matter how beaten down we feel or how confused with life and our purpose we may be... Their love and truth is constant and is available to all of us if we seek Him.
This season, we celebrate Him.
We celebrate that He is constant, loving, and perfect.
We celebrate His life of service, teaching, and patience.
We celebrate and honor His great sacrifice for us, that through His atonement, we can be made clean again.
I am grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ.
I know that He lives.
I know that he guides and directs me every day, and in the moments this year and in my life where I have been so alone and helpless, I have quite literally felt him pulling me back up, giving me the comfort and strength that I need to fulfill His purpose for me while on earth.
I know that His grace is sufficient for us all.
It's sufficient for the widow, the bully and the bullied, the new mother and
heartbroken women who long to be;
it's for the old and the young, the sinners and those who don't even know they need Him yet;
for the lonely, the confused, and for your neighbor down the street;
it's for you.
Thank you for being a part of our very imperfect, and crazy journey through life.