this is Christmas

I snarled at him this morning first thing.
And he's been throwing up throughout today.

It's Christmas and it doesn't feel as it should.

I watch the silent wonder in her eyes as she looks at the album.
And her grown son bends over to remind her "that's Pop".

It's Christmas and it doesn't feel as it should.

In all of it, Immanuel . . .
In all of it, grace.

For this is Christmas.
And all of it we unwrap.

this is our worship.

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