Lo! He abhors not the virgin's womb...

(Tim) Christmas has always been babies. It started with two babies in their mother's wombs, One with an eternal weight of glory and the other, recognizing that Glory, preparing His way by proclaiming His presence to the only one listening--His mother, Elizabeth.

Think of it! John the Baptist beginning to do the work of His calling when he was still in his mother's womb. What a man! What a child! A faithful prophet, he couldn't open his mouth and speak, so in his mother's womb he rolled and jumped and kicked and turned somersaults! His mother got the message...

If we've murdered our wee one through abortion; if we've spent our lives trying to obstruct or carefully control our womb's fruitfulness; if children are a lifestyle choice to us and pregnancy a necessary evil to get the two before we get sterilized; we're likely to miss this part of the glory and joy of Christmas--that God, deigning to live in His Own mother's womb, has forevermore glorified the fruitfulness of the womb and all the inconveniences and discomforts and smaller deaths necessary to bring life into this world.

But for those who love life and fruitfulness, there's nothing more beautiful than a baby at Christmas. Nothing. Not snow or Kings College Christmas carols or children around the Christmas tree, or even a wedding.

Pregnant mothers and unborn babies and childbirth are the high liturgy for this celebration. There's simply nothing more beautiful.

So, if you have been blessed by God with a new child in your womb this Christmastide--a child made by God in the Image of His Son, Who also dwelt in His mother's womb--think on it and rejoice!

God of God,

Light of Light,

Lo! He abhors not the virgin's womb...

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One friend had her 4th last week and another is due with her 1st on Christmas day or thereabouts. I can't wait to meet them! (And I have lots of crocheting to finish for them....)

Last Christmas was a very difficult and scary time for us as our son was born very ill. But now, the Lord has turned our weeping into rejoicing. Noah, who is doing very well, will turn 1 year old the day after Christmas. Celebrating the Lord's birth followed by our own son's birth could not be a more joyous occasion!

We celebrate Anna's third birthday today. I've been quite a bit more weepy in singing Christmas carols since her birth! We have also had the blessing of having had a child born on Easter. What a gift to experience the death of self that brings forth life on that glorious day!

For those who love the hymn "O Come All Ye Faithful," I commend to you the 5th Century hymn Te Deum Laudamus on which the Christmas hymn we sing is based ("abhors not the Virgin's womb" is the initial tip-off.

As you read through the lyrics to Te Deum Laudamus, you can see how a few themes, their order, and even a few phrases in the hymn we sing are lifted from the English translation of Te Deum found in Cranmer's Book of Common Prayer.

Originally, according to long tradition, Te Deum originated with Sts. Augustine and Ambrose, on the occasion of the latter's baptism of the former. The overall thematic structure loosely follows those in the Apostles' Creed.

Google "Te Deum" at YouTube to get an idea of how much music this ancient hymn has inspired.

TE DEUM LAUDAMUS

We praise thee, O God :

we acknowledge thee to be the Lord.

All the earth doth worship thee :

the Father everlasting.

To thee all Angels cry aloud :

the Heavens, and all the Powers therein.

To thee Cherubin and Seraphin :

continually do cry,

Holy, Holy, Holy :

Lord God of Sabaoth;

Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty :

of thy glory.

The glorious company of the Apostles : praise thee.

The goodly fellowship of the Prophets : praise thee.

The noble army of Martyrs : praise thee.

The holy Church throughout all the world :

doth acknowledge thee;

The Father : of an infinite Majesty;

Thine honourable, true : and only Son;

Also the Holy Ghost : the Comforter.

Thou art the King of Glory : O Christ.

Thou art the everlasting Son : of the Father.

When thou tookest upon thee to deliver man :

thou didst not abhor the Virgin's womb.

When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death :

thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all believers.

Thou sittest at the right hand of God : in the glory of the Father.

We believe that thou shalt come : to be our Judge.

We therefore pray thee, help thy servants :

whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious blood.

Make them to be numbered with thy Saints : in glory everlasting.

O Lord, save thy people :

and bless thine heritage.

Govern them : and lift them up for ever.

Day by day : we magnify thee;

And we worship thy Name : ever world without end.

Vouchsafe, O Lord : to keep us this day without sin.

O Lord, have mercy upon us : have mercy upon us.

O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us :

as our trust is in thee.

O Lord, in thee have I trusted :

let me never be confounded.

Maybe there's a musician among us who will write a song in today's idiom as a setting for this wonderful text?

For all of you who rejoice at Christmas at God's blessing of children, I find my heart full of joy for you. For those who have many moments at Christmas where they remember the children that God has taken to be with Him, I offer the words of Lam. 3:22-25:

The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease,

For His compassions never fail.

They are new every morning;

Great is Thy faithfulness.

"The Lord is good to those who wait for Him,

To the person who seeks Him."

God's heart is good to us, whether our sons and daughters celebrate Christmas with us or in heaven. Except we who are still here, only know of God's restoration in part; those that are with Him know fully.

David,

You and your family have been heavy upon my heart these last several days. I've been praying for God's mercy as you face this time without your son.

With love,
Amanda

This time of year always takes me back to my first pregnancey. I remember the wonder of being newly pregnant, standing waiting for a bus, watching the winter twilight and thinking "wow, there is a little person growing unseen by anyone". It was such a magical time, full of wonder, a time of remembering another Mary centuries before who also was carrying a Child and thinking "wow I'm pregnant at Christmas also." Every year since at Christmas I think of him, my firstborn, who has grown up in Heaven. I remember his only Christmas with us a year later only this time being heartbroken knowing it would be his only Christmas. A few weeks later he surcumbed to a inoperable heart defect and the Lord took His little lamb home.

This post and the comments have been encouraging and again a reminder that indeed children (and grandchildren) are a blessing from the Lord. Mary

Thanks Dad. It really is a joy=)

~Hannah

Chest-bursting proud/grateful to God for our daughter and her husband...

My wife and sons and I are indeed rejoicing, too!

...let the reader understand...

Chest-bursting proud/grateful for my brother in ministry and his wonderful wife whose life is a gift to us all...

May it be a girl...

Amen, and AMEN!

Praise God for all of His good gifts, most especially the gift of womb-fruit.

> ...let the reader understand...

Haha.

Deo gratias divites ago novam vitam creanti!

...which being translated, is....

Rich thanks to God who creates new life!

Warm congratulations, dear Weeks and Bakers, from snowy MI!

Warmly,

Praise God for the children we have and those we have lost. All are His. Though we mourn those no longer with us, it reminds us to anchor our days in the context of eternity. May our sorrow reveal an under-lying hope in God, our only salvation.

I can't help but laugh with joy when I feel my little firstborn child squirming within me! It has been a beautiful Christmas for the Henrys, indeed.

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