But it wasn’t until that first Christmas after I birthed a baby, sweat stained brow and blood from biting bottom lip that I remembered Mary. Of what it must have been like to wrap an arm around a bump that housed a Christ child and make the long journey, to labor in labor. On a donkey, y’all. To grip a hand on a bed of hay and deliver a Savior into the mud and the muck.
I am so excited to tell you that I am now a contributing writer for www.mothersofdaughters.com. I’m always honored when anyone lets me write someplace that is not my blog and incredibly humbled to add my words among those of women who I greatly respect in motherhood and ministy.
My first piece is up today (along with the free printable shown above which you can download over there if you like) and I would love for you to read it. ♥
