In Mary’s womb, 2 days before his birth, Jesus was waiting…
 
Waiting to open up his human eyes on the world he created,
Waiting to gaze lovingly into the faces of his mother and foster-father,
Waiting to be held so tenderly by them and to be adored by them,
Waiting to feel the cold air in the little stable,
Waiting to set foot in the world that had turned against him,
Waiting to be a helpless, vulnerable little baby in a violent world,
Waiting to live with us,
Waiting to love us with his little, chubby arms and his Infinite, Sacred Heart,
Waiting to grow into a man,
Waiting to face Satan and overcome him through pure love,
Waiting to carry us all through this world to his Father forever.
 

“Surely I am coming soon.”
Amen, come Lord Jesus.