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Her little brother started crashing through the animals. "Stop!" she cried. Then she announced to him, "You can be the manger cat."
I've never thought about a manager cat, but I guess there could have been one.
In our little grand's arms she cradled "Baby Jesus"−a stuffed rabbit with long floppy ears. If you pushed its stomach the song "You Are My Sunshine" played. I had to smile to myself. Never saw Baby Jesus pictured like that.
After Pops and I went home, I thought about the manger scene that night ... at the end of February, no less. I had to admit, a stuffed rabbit was a far cry from the Messiah ... Jesus Christ.
It was as though the Holy Spirit whispered in my ear, "Mary, like your little grand, you do your best to grasp Almighty God coming in the form of a child. But you cannot possibly comprehend what Jesus gave up to enter this earth as a baby."
Isaiah 9:6 says, "For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."
Whether it's December 25 or the middle of March, may we never lose the wonder and awe that Jesus Christ was born. No matter what's happening in the economy or in society, we can be at rest.
One day the government will be on Jesus' shoulders and we will cry out, "Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father ... Prince of Peace."
Why, if I'm just a "manger cat" in that Kingdom, I'll be happy.
Perfectly happy.
Have a great week!
Mary
Mary May Larmoyeux
co-author of The Grand Connection: 365 Ways to Connect With Your Grandchild's Heart
Article © 2009 Mary May Larmoyeux. All rights reserved.
Photo © Kathryn Cairney
