Simeon Waiting

It’s fun to think about all the different people who held our kids when they were babies. So many different friends and family members. I remember friends from seminary holding Emma. I remember former students holding Bree. I remember an older man who was a part of our church family holding Pierce. There were strangers too. People we’d never met who held our children. Their faces are long since forgotten. Mary and Joseph, I’m sure remembered the day that a stranger named Simeon held baby Jesus. No one would forget something like that.