|Placing the Christ Child on|
the Nativity Advent.
It took until last Sunday night to all come together and reach a consensus. By then, there was a third group involved, too. But Christmas mornings are best with lots of music anyway, so it was all good, at least in theory.
|Enjoying Christmas music on his|
|All lined up and ready for Christmas.|
I told Michael (who was also really nervous) that having practiced as much as we could, we had the right not to just ask for heavenly help, but to expect it. But I still worried. I did know that He would accept our offering, but I couldn't see Him in the congregation, just lots and lots of neighbors and friends, and strangers. I tried to find the balance between looking up, but not making eye contact. Ever tried that? It doesn't really work well. And we started.
|All the kids "together" on Christmas.|
Somewhere in there, my friend caught my eye, the one who'd originally asked us to sing, the one whose family is incredibly, and professionally musically talented. And she was smiling. A gentle, warm, grateful smile. And I knew our gift was acceptable, not only to the Christ Child and His Father, but to the rest of those listening. And I had to blink back tears. Her smile was the gift I needed
When we give what we can, He will accept it. And what a blessing when others can be touched, too.