Swaddled With Love

Your ways, O Lord, make known to me;
teach me your paths.

Psalm 25:4

While spending the day with our grandson, I noticed his Advent Calendar. Danny has happily joined his older cousins in counting the days until Christmas. Our granddaughters’ calendar features a bare stable and twenty-five numbered pockets. Each pocket contains a stuffed figure which will complete the Nativity scene by Christmas. Every year, the girls take turns placing a little stuffed animal or person in or near the stable. A few years ago, while admiring the partially complete scene, our youngest granddaughter slipped Baby Jesus from the pocket marked December 25. “Look at poor Baby Jesus,” Claire told me. “He didn’t have any baby clothes so his mommy put a towel on him.” I explained that though Mary and Joseph had a hard time finding a place for Jesus to be born, they did bring some very special clothes for him. “This is what babies wore back then. They’re called swaddling cloths.” This year, it was Claire who taught Danny about swaddling clothes.

Though Claire is now the swaddling clothes expert, she has held on to her concern regarding Jesus’ apparent poverty. I pray often that she and all of my grandchildren will always feel concern for those in need. After saying, “Amen,” I promised myself to respond to my own concern by doing something for someone in need today.

Loving God, help me to see your people’s need with your eyes and to respond to them with your heart.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Swaddle Them With Love

Your ways, O Lord, make known to me;
teach me your paths.

Psalm 25:4

While spending the day with our grandson, I noticed the Advent Calendar. Though he is still a little young to make sense of it, next year, he will likely join his cousins in counting the days until Christmas. Our granddaughters’ calendar features a bare stable and twenty-five numbered pockets. Each pocket contains a stuffed figure which will complete the Nativity scene by Christmas. Every year, the girls take turns placing a little stuffed animal or person in or near the stable. Last year, while admiring the partially complete scene, our youngest granddaughter slipped Baby Jesus from the pocket marked December 25. “Look at poor Baby Jesus,” Claire told me. “He didn’t have any baby clothes so his mommy put a towel on him.” I explained that though Mary and Joseph had a hard time finding a place for Jesus to be born, they did bring some very special clothes for him. “This is what babies wore back then. They’re called swaddling cloths.”

As Claire tried to make sense of Jesus’ unfamiliar garb, I marveled as Claire expressed her concern regarding Jesus apparent poverty. After offering a prayer that Claire will always feel concern for those in need, I promised myself to respond to my own concern by doing something for someone today.

Loving God, help me to see your people’s need with your eyes and to respond to them with your heart.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Swaddling Clothes

Your ways, O Lord, make known to me;
teach me your paths.

Psalm 25:4

My granddaughters are preparing for Christmas my attending to their Advent Calendar. Their calendar covers half of their kitchen door. The top half pictures a bare stable. The bottom half is a twenty-five day calendar which sports numbered pockets for each day. Each pocket contains a stuffed figure which will complete the Nativity Scene by Christmas Day. The girls take turns placing a little stuffed animal or person into its place in or near the stable. While admiring the partially complete scene, my youngest granddaughter slipped Baby Jesus from the pocket marked December 25. “Look at poor Baby Jesus,” Claire said. “He didn’t have any baby clothes, so his mommy put a towel on him.” After controlling my chuckle, I explained to Claire that though Mary and Joseph had a hard time finding a place for Jesus to be born, they did bring some very special clothes for him. “This is what babies wore back then. They’re called swaddling cloths.”

As Claire tried to make sense of Jesus’ unfamiliar baby clothes, I wondered how often I mislabel and misjudge those around me. Claire considered Jesus’ seeming poverty with sympathy and concern. Do I offer the same consideration to those I encounter along the way? My granddaughter and the spirit of the season encourage me to do just that.

Loving God, help me to see all of your people with your eyes and to respond to them with your heart.

©2014 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved