"To see God’s face equaled death because no one in their imperfection could stand before a perfect God and live.
Until one night, when a young girl and her betrothed welcomed a baby boy into the world.
Until the baby’s mother snuggled him warmly in strips of cloth and cradled Him in her arms.
Until she kissed His soft head…
ran a finger over His round cheeks…and looked directly into the eyes of God."
Published on December 23, 2017 18:14