Adam and Mary didn't have the kind of Christmas they had planned for. Far from it in fact.
In the days leading up to Christmas, Mary had been uncharacteristically preparing their nursery; organizing, cleaning, and nesting. And on Christmas Eve morning, Mary had been praying specifically for their adoption and their little one who would someday be in their arms.
Christmas Eve afternoon they got the call that a little girl had been born. A little girl who needed a family. They held their breath and that evening found out the birth mother had chosen them to be her parents.
So Christmas day was spent traveling several hours in anticipation of a moment they had dreamed of. A little girl to add to their family of three little boys (boys who were all eagerly praying for a sister).
A sweet girl who was the answer to all of their prayers.
Sometimes our plans for timing, or holidays, or life don't work out quite as we anticipate.
But God's ways are higher.
God's dreams are bigger.
And God's plans are always better than ours.
Merry Christmas, Adam and Mary. I'm so thankful we serve a God who gives such good gifts.