I ordered a new Easter book a week or so ago when I ordered some more goods. The order came the other day when The Grandbaby was here. We opened the box. The Grandbaby loves opening boxes. I had actually forgotten ordering the book until there it was in the bottom of the box. It was a beautiful book. We glanced over each page without reading right then and the artwork was such that it appealed to the younger and the older. I will tell you that The Grandbaby knows that Jesus died on the cross for our sins and she will tell you so. When we closed the book, she looked at the front of it. On the front is a woman (Mary) and hands reaching out to touch her. The hand you can see has a blood scar on it. The Grandbaby gently reached out and touched that scar. Be still my heart! My eyes got a bit teary as I considered the touch of Jesus to me and The Grandbaby. He touches me all the time with his Spirit and love!
I think I will begin my "series" of posts as the book began.
Long ago a young man and his pregnant wife sought a place to stay in Bethlehem. They found a stable. The baby came. Shepherds came. Wise men eventually came. There is no Biblical account during Jesus' young childhood. I would imagine as my imaginings go that he probably played in the sawdust in his dad's woodshop as his dad was a carpenter. I can think this as I played in my dad's woodshop as a child as my dad was a carpenter. The account begins again at age 12 when Jesus disappeared from his family. He was found in the Temple with the Spiritual leaders. After that there was no account until he was in his 30's and he was baptized by John. I haven't looked it up but I believe I am right that the Spirit descended that day as a dove and a voice from heaven said, "This is my beloved Son in whom I am well pleased."
Jesus was a quiet calm teacher, healer, friend, and so much more. His love is endless. That's how he is to me but to say it correctly, Jesus is EVERYTHING to me! Blessings upon blessings upon blessings because I KNOW him and HE knows me.
Hosanna! Hosanna!
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I cried when your sweet baby girl (big girl) reached out to touch Jesus. I pray for my children to reach out to Jesu daily. Please say a prayer for them too if you don’t mind ❤️ And thank you for sharing your posts. I always enjoy reading them.
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