Kachi was so ready for bed tonight.
He'd had a full day of playing, throwing food on the floor, and chasing his siblings around.
He grabbed his blankies, soother, and crawled up the stairs.
He laid down for a clean diaper, fresh jams.
Then he snuggled down while I prayed for him.
Sweet baby boy, Jesus came for you.
Came as a baby, just like you.
And lived Christmas, and died to give - well, all the forever gifts, the good and perfects gifts. He stooped so low under that tree -
I pray you will receive them and unwrap them with all the wild joy of your bright self.
I pray you will love him and that tree forever.
Merry Christmas, love.