Carrying Baby Jesus in Your Purse

Our two year old granddaughter loves baby Jesus, you might even say she is obsessed with Him. She has a purse she carries at our house and she puts the people from the nativity in it and takes them out every time she sits down to show whoever is nearby.


Last night she asked me to go to the playroom with her, while there she got out all of her nativity set and proceeded to put them on the bed.


“Here is baby Jesus, the Lambie,” she said as she pulled each one out of her purse. “Here is the Yoseph, the donkey and this is His mommy Larry,” she happily introduced each one to me.


“Who is His mommy?” I asked trying not to giggle.


“Larry. See right here,” she said putting ‘Larry’ right in my face so I could understand who she was.


I love that she is so delighted by the story of baby Jesus. I love that she carries them all around in her purse. And I love that she knows the names of the people and who they are to baby Jesus, even though Mary has become “Larry” in her 2 year old language.


“Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” Matthew 19:14


Ahh, the faith of a child. Our granddaughter loves baby Jesus, she is happy to talk about him to anyone that will listen, and clearly not at all inhibited by getting any details wrong. She just loves Him, and she also loves to pray to Him and sing about Him. There is so much joy in worshipping Jesus so completely.


As we age, we lose a little bit of that complete joy somewhere. The daily grind of work, bills and other responsibilities come into play and that joy loses just a little bit of luster. We let the busyness of life keep us from enjoying Jesus and the wonder of His birth completely.


I have to question though, how can I possibly not feel the complete awe and wonder in the fact that my Savior chose to leave the perfection of his holy throne in heaven where all of glory surrounded Him? He came down to a completely broken world where there wasn’t even a room for Him. When did I lose track of the fact that my King, who sat at the right hand of God came as a sweet little baby so that I could spend eternity with Him? How can I not want to carry baby Jesus in my purse and share Him with everyone I see?


“In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness and being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death – even death on a cross!” Philippians 2:5-8


This Christmas season I vow to bask in this most amazing gift, to remember this season is filled with the wonder of a Savior who loves me enough to leave His comfy home knowing He was coming to face a devastating death so that you and I would have the chance to live with Him for all eternity. I want to sit in awe of this baby Jesus and the wonder of how He is also my Savior and King.


Will you be carrying baby Jesus in your purse this season?




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