In a little town in Oregon on a mild Christmas Day,
five out of five kids looked directly at a camera,
five out of five kids kept every eye open,
five out of five kids smiled brightly,
and five out of five kids did each of those things simultaneously,
while their mama snapped the picture in time!
It’s a Christmas miracle!
Two thousand years ago, God-with-Us was born in a stinky barn, proving that miracles happen right smack dab in the middle of the mess.
And that’s the part of the story I like best these days.
Merry Christmas from our messy, miraculous family to yours,