Once again I am writing to you on the evening in which the world awaits the birth of a child. That goes double for you, about-to-be big brother
Waiting is hard, isn’t it? I know you are also waiting for what your new house will be like and what the New Year will brings We all hope for a bright future, but right now we can’t see it because it’s dark. The nights are long, the candles are small, and it’s hard to know where we are going. As they say in the movies, we’re 105 miles from where we want to be, it’s dark, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
I know it’s also tempting to not want to see what’s coming- to keep the lights off and the sunglasses on. Nobody wants to see seizures, surgeries and hopeless diagnoses, much less live them. Nobody wants to wait on the next appointment to go through the motions of guessing at what can’t be known.
And so we await the birth of a child.
Grayson, the child we welcome tonight was born in the dark, far from home, into a world that also had nothing worth waiting or even hoping for. That is exactly why he came. This child did not just bring light, He is the Light. He came for those who need Him. He for, and because of, you and your family. We know that because he told us. Blessed are the meek, he said. The last shall be first.
Tonight my sleigh is loaded with all sorts of toys, gadgets and books. I chose them to delight children’ all over the world, my profession and my honor. One or two of these presents are for you, but I know that your delight is not in things that come wrapped in paper. Your delight is that you are the model that the Lord of the Universe lifts up to us. The child we wait on is just like you. To you is promised the kingdom of Heaven.
It’s still dark, and we don’t know where the coming year will bring us. I do know that I will be back, next time for two Baker children. (I already have your new address in my computer). It is my great joy to look in on you and your family, because in seeing you, I am seeing the promise that is so much worth waiting for.