
Monday afternoon, my son, Nathaniel, was very adamant about going in the attic. I asked him what did he need in the attic. He said, “oh, I just need to get something.” No matter what I said, it was obvious that he was going to be persistent, about getting in the attic, so I allowed him to go. While in the attic, he noticed the Christmas stuff, and asked if we could put the Christmas tree up. Well, I explained that it is a little early for that, since we haven’t even had Thanksgiving yet, and he was agreeable. Yet, he continued to look around at the Christmas boxes, and noticed the little Nativity box. He said, “Oh, mama, can I put the Nativity scene out?” I thought to myself, “it is never too early to remember the baby Jesus’s birth.” I said, “Of course, you can!” He so excitedly brought it down out of the attic, and I aContinue reading “My son, God’s Son”

