They sat by the fire for a
long time in contented silence. He could
believe in miracles after this night.
His experience in church, witnessing the birth of a baby, and the
discovery of just how intensely he loved her, wanted to protect and care for
her, were all miraculous. Every hour
with her seemed to change him, lead him forward to a new sense of himself. He tried to recall the pastor's words at the
close of the service tonight. Words like
strengthen and support, honor and serve; words which gave direction, pointing
to a better life. Peace and love, and
courage. He had begun to believe he
might be capable of much more than he'd ever attempted. With inspiration in the form of this girl now
nestled so warmly at his side, he might learn to be the kind of man she
deserved.
Three years earlier, it seemed to him now, he had in fact died, only to be born into this new life. If almost losing his life had earned him this amazing woman's love, then he could accept the idea that there was a plan, a divine vision for them. There was so much more to learn, more to discover on this journey; but he knew tonight he had at last opened his heart and, as she had promised, God had been there, had spoken to him, and he had recognized his voice.
“Emily, it's almost Christmas. Should we put the baby in the manger now?"
Together, they went to the mantel and she took the tiny figure from its hiding place. Ever so gently, she placed it on the little straw bed. Softly, lovingly, she spoke words familiar, but never before understood. “And he shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Three years earlier, it seemed to him now, he had in fact died, only to be born into this new life. If almost losing his life had earned him this amazing woman's love, then he could accept the idea that there was a plan, a divine vision for them. There was so much more to learn, more to discover on this journey; but he knew tonight he had at last opened his heart and, as she had promised, God had been there, had spoken to him, and he had recognized his voice.
“Emily, it's almost Christmas. Should we put the baby in the manger now?"
Together, they went to the mantel and she took the tiny figure from its hiding place. Ever so gently, she placed it on the little straw bed. Softly, lovingly, she spoke words familiar, but never before understood. “And he shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
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