As Christmas came and went this year I found myself dwelling on these verses:
16 When Herod realized that he had been outwitted by the Magi, he was furious, and he gave orders to kill all the boys in Bethlehem and its vicinity who were two years old and under, in accordance with the time he had learned from the Magi. 17 Then what was said through the prophet Jeremiah was fulfilled:
18 “A voice is heard in Ramah,
weeping and great mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children
and refusing to be comforted,
because they are no more.”
I can not even imagine what this must have been like. I have two boys, two years and under. If we had lived at this time both of my children would have been killed. How would a mother ever get over that? So often I read over these verses knowing that Jesus and his family left and were safe. But the longer I am a mother the more I notice stories like the one above. It is a heart breaking story. Full of sadness, and tears. Just the thought of some military man coming in and slaying both my children gives me shivers. My heart goes out to these mothers that lived so long ago. I am so thankful to live in a safe country were my boys can grow up to become great men of God!
On a more positive note here are some pictures of Christmas. This year again we had 4 Christmases: Our own little one at home, one with Titus’ parents and siblings, one with Grandma Penner, and one with Chantal’s parents and family. It gets a little crazy, and my children have so many people to love them through presents it’s quite something! But we are so very blessed to live here, to be so very close to family and to have all this time to spend with them.