When my husband and I were in Italy a couple of years ago, while walking among the many shops in Assisi, I saw through one of the windows a tiny little statue of the baby Jesus laying on a lotus flower carved out of wood. It was so eloquent and beautiful I took Him home with me, and now each morning I look into the eyes of this little one and He smiles back at me.
There are many holidays celebrated at this time of the year by many religions, and they are all sacred. I believe that the point I wish to make in this blog is universal to all Holy Days, so I choose the Holiday I am most familiar with -- Christmas.
Mary Mohs LVN, MA, RYT,