While Advent is about the way we remember who Jesus is,
it’s also about the way He remembers who we are.
Did the Spirit within that baby in the womb know your name and mine?
Did Baby Savior kick His legs and sing songs over us before He even entered our world?
I believe it’s possible.
Let us not forget, as we inch our way toward Christmas morning,
that His heart was always for us– for the whole, human us,
for the beggar and the business man,
for the stay at home mom and the prostitute at the corner.
His heart for our humanity.
May we remember, dear friends,
that He remembers us.