Wrapped in swaddling clothes!
Swaddling clothes were there to create the right environment to transition from womb to world. Safe, secure, snug, calm, cherished, and at peace with our surroundings.
2020 was all but this!
In our individual ways we search for our own swaddling clothes. The church, which in so many ways, has provided this security blanket, was put out of our reach and we were exposed to a harsh, cruel world. Driven by greed, power, prejudice and entitlement, without the church and the comfort of its fellowship, there was no escape from it.
All humanity’s societal ills seemed amplified.
Most of us, as adults, needed ‘swaddling clothes’. Something! Anything that would bring us to a place as safe and as secure as the womb of our birth.
Even in the womb – we can hear His whispers. They penetrate through all the layers. We just need to listen. And then like the comforting sounds of a mother’s heartbeat and the rush and pulse of fluids being pumped through her body – so will His whispers in this wilderness give us peace if we seek out the womb of His creation.
May you find your swaddling clothes on this day of celebration of His birth into our world. Wrap yourselves anew in the swaddling clothes of the Trinity in Praise and Prayer. Become the infant He expects us to be in our Faith and savour the droplets of your baptism into His Kingdom.
Blessings on this special Christmas Day to all who have connected with #fridayfootprints over the past year. May you continue to find comfort and inspiration in the coming year “when the wilderness whispers”.
