A Broken Jesus

It started off as a sweet moment. In the midst of my hustle my 2 year boy looked up at me with his big blue eyes and said “Show me baby Jesus.”
I instantly stopped, looked down at him and said, “Absolutely,” with a smile. I started to contemplate how I am to show him Jesus. It felt like a big moment, like the beginning of his learning who God is. We walked over to the nativity set above our fireplace and began to look at Jesus. I smiled at my… Continue reading A Broken Jesus