Have you ever made multiple phone calls and no one answer and then think, "Is this phone working? Do I even exist?" It seems like when we go a while without real interaction with people we begin to doubt. The other day I was reading a book about crossing cultures and ran across this quote.
“Because I speak no Portuguese,” Moritz Thomsen wrote of a trip through Brazil, “and have chosen to move through those parts of [Rio de Janeiro] where tourists do not go, I find after a few days of not speaking that I have begun to doubt my own existence”
Storti, Craig. The Art of Crossing Cultures (p. 102).
I know it's just the beginning of November but I'm already hearing and seeing Christmas stuff. So maybe it's not too soon to start thinking about the events surrounding the birth of Christ. Here is an aspect of the wise men coming that I never noticed before.
The other night was a rough one. No one likes to wake up to a crying toddler. They are usually unreasonable and you just can’t figure out what to do to make them calm down. That was our experience the other night. It's interesting how God uses our kids to teach us lessons about our own relationship with Him, and that's what happened the next morning as I started to think about it all.
It was 12:07am and Aletheia started crying and asking for mommy, but It just wasn’t time to wake up so I (Josh) had to work with her to get her to calm down. Here is what happened.