little o, it's late and your mom has already gone to bed. I'm taking care of some finances and thought I'd post quickly before calling it a night.
I've been thinking some about Advent. We're in the Advent season, anticipating Christmas and Christ's birth. The season has taken on a whole new meaning as we anticipate you, little o. This yearning that your mom and i have to meet you and see you and love you is very real. It gives me a glimpse of what it might look like to yearn/anticipate/hope for Christ's coming. So, I'm thinking about that. seeing if my hope for a little one, a little o, teaches me something about hoping for the Kingdom to come, for a time when we will no longer mourn, where Joy will fill the world, where Emmanuel will come, where we will see, smell, listen to, feel, and taste a Holy night.
goodnight.
3 comments:
I love to hear you talk to your little one. It warms my heart...
good stuff, ph, good stuff.
Hey pequeno o, it's your outlaw uncle Ben. I've been meaning to get on here for a long time and share my wild excitement about this whole thing! I've been secretly pulling for Peru all along (can I say that now?!) I wonder what you're up to right now - I tell you what, life is about to get REEEEAL good for you in a little while, you are getting a kickin set of parents.
Stephen and Ashley, Anna's been keeping me updated and I'm thrilled for you. Can't wait to hang out over Christmas and talk about raising little people!
ben
Good words, Stephen.
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