The Christmas Blessing by Melody Carlson

Author:Melody Carlson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christmas;FIC042000;FIC042030;Christmas stories;Christian fiction
ISBN: 9781493410965
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2017-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

Helene had just finished Jimmy’s three a.m. feeding and, to her relief, the infant was breathing more easily. So far she had no need of George’s makeshift oxygen tent. Nor had she felt compelled to wake her husband. She was also relieved that the half-and-half mixture of cow’s milk and formula hadn’t bothered little Jimmy’s tummy. She’d found it disturbing that so many young mothers had taken to using these store-bought baby formulas. She knew it was convenient for working mothers. Especially since so many women had joined the workforce with their men off at war. But, according to George, formula milk wasn’t nearly as nutritious as mother’s milk—and he still believed cow’s milk was superior to formula as well.

She continued rocking Jimmy until she felt certain he was soundly asleep, then gently laid him on his side in the crib—the same way she had always put her own babies to sleep. Had it been more than two decades since she had been a young mother? She felt as if it all instantly had come back to her. So much so that she could imagine herself becoming a mommy to little Jimmy.

Climbing back into the narrow twin bed, Helene wondered again at what Janie had said. Maybe the child was right. Maybe God had given them this baby . . . perhaps as a replacement for her own lost son. Oh, she knew the child hadn’t been literally dropped down from heaven like Janie believed. But the circumstances that had delivered the baby into their manger might have been directed by God. In this twilight hour, she felt that was entirely possible. And suddenly she felt her heart growing warmer toward a God who could work such a miracle.

As Helene turned off the bedside light, she realized that she had been angry at God for months now—ever since receiving that awful telegram about James last spring. Certainly, it wasn’t a rage she’d ever expressed openly. But even while seated at church, it would be simmering inside of her. Perhaps caring for this helpless infant would allow her to let go of her fury. It was obvious that the child needed someone to care for him. He’d been in dire straits when they’d taken him in and already he was doing better.

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