It's the Most Wonderful Time

Because you can go see this.  I've talked about it before. Here and here.

Go. See. It.

I am going and I will be 38 weeks pregnant.

It will be the fifth time Jason and I have enjoyed this performance.

Praise the Lord for His gift of a merciful, perfect, sinless savior, who came into this world as a helpless baby.

As we approach Christmas this year, I am thankful and humbled to be awaiting, for the second time, the arrival of our own baby. Waiting for Emma's arrival low these four years ago, I remember being captured with emotion during this show as I felt like I related to Mary in an entirely new way, and felt the Spirit revealed an entirely new appreciation for the Lord's grace and protection for His people.  As an expectant mom living in 2011, I have access to the most state of the art medical care to keep me and our baby as healthy (and comfortable) as possible during labor and delivery.   Mary did not.  But how the Lord's protection and grace must have surrounded her, comforted her, adored her, sustained her, healed her, all while protecting His tiny miracle--a healthy baby boy--who would later to rescue the world.  So, for this reason (and hosts of others) I remain thankful as the holidays grow closer.  Despite the inevitable holiday insanity, the never ending materialism battle, the "how in the world are you going to get it all done" looks I get from people, I remember that I am blessed far beyond so many. And the details I have yet to work out, pail in comparison to what Mary and Joseph must have been concerned over.  I am blessed beyond measure.  And we are all adored beyond our wildest imaginations.

 I must be the luckiest girl in the world to get to experience this blessing twice.

Go. See. It.