Daisy Mae is our fur-baby. She thinks she weighs five pounds, but she is closer to 70 pound. She loves to share a couch, a bed or a chair. She doesn't love sharing her food and water bowls, but she can when she needs to share. We have worked with her to keep her from being food aggressive. She does really well, but her bowl is still one of her favorite possessions. She can share, but she would rather not.
Have you ever paused to consider that the newborn Jesus was placed in a place where animals feed? Odd right? Yet, He was born in Bethlehem which means "house of bread" and He was born to be the Bread of Life.
Where the Christ child was laying was part of how the shepherds would identify him when they found Him. What the shepherds were told proved true on that special night. The manger was key.
And you will recognize him by this sign: You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.” -Luke 2:12
Nothing was accidental that night. God waited a long time to unfold His plan. Everything had to be perfect. The inn was full, but there was room in a stable. The child was born and placed in a manger. He was the bread of life, but that night, he was Mary's sweet miracle child. She gave him the best she could. Swaddling clothes and a manger for a bed.
Odd, yet perfect.
Today, I am grateful for the manger and the miracle.
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