Rejoicing Always

My mind constantly wonders what your eyes are seeing. During this Christmas season, I long even more to know what the face of my Savior looks like, and you're touching His hands and beholding everything His wonderful face truly is. My fleshly heart longs to have you sitting in my lap next the Christmas tree and see the wonder in your eyes as you gaze into the shiny lights. But oh, my little one. . . you are sitting in the lap of Jesus Himself and gazing into the eyes that light this dark world and I am sure they are unimaginablly more beautiful than the lights on our tree. I long to buy you earthly gifts and see the excitement on your face as you get new toys and things to play with. But the gift you're beholding up there is the greatest gift of all. I want you on the floor babbling and playing as we hurry around to get things ready for Christmas day. But you're sitting on the floor of Heaven praising the One who we all too often forget about on His day. You have no