It happens every year without fail.
I set up the kids’ Nativity scene, with Mary and Joseph and Jesus in the stable and all the others spread out, looking outward.
Every year, it stops me dead in my tracks when I glance at it and see that the they have changed it.
The characters tipping forward, leaning in to see Jesus.
Ah. Those kids. They teach me so much.
May my life be like this. Eager, yearning, longing to be closer to the One who gave so much to me.
