I saw Baby Jesus today
in the poor boy, hungry, shivering with cold, yearning for a simple smile,
which he will never see.
I saw Baby Jesus in
the young man who is afraid of the world around him, because his friends keep
making fun of him, ignore him and are constantly bullying him.
I saw Baby Jesus in
the woman who’s been abandoned by her husband, with three young children to
take care of, and keeps hoping she can find someone who treats her with love,
kindness and respect.
I saw Baby Jesus in
the elderly woman in bed in her Nursing Home, waiting eagerly for one of her 12
children to come to visit her.
I saw Baby Jesus in
the man who has not been speaking to his sister, because of an argument that
arose when their mother died, and drifted apart because of what she wrote in
her will.
I saw Baby Jesus in
that hard-working employee who has been ignored by his Boss, who does not
recognize his sterling work ethic and dedication, while other lazy workers show
no commitment to their work, and still get recognized.
I saw Baby Jesus in
that refugee from Africa who is constantly being ridiculed because of his skin
color, while he works tirelessly to earn some money to support his family.
I saw Baby Jesus in
that young girl who became pregnant, and is not sure whether to commit an
abortion or continues with the pregnancy, until she found a kind family who
will shelter her until she gives birth to her baby.
I saw Baby Jesus in
that priest and nun in far away mission countries, helping orphans and the
suffering, the lonely and the sad, the poor and those searching for love.
I saw Baby Jesus in
the many parishioners of good will, devoted Christians, family oriented and
committed to their faith.
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