Jesus Loves the Little Children.

At the soft pine table directly behind us, there was a young boy. Maybe ten. He sat in his wheelchair with a nurse as he mulled over his lunch from the hospital cafe. 

To our left against the windows overlooking the giant Christmas tree in the lobby below us, another child somberly sits.

A young girl unsteadily walks with her nurse down the hall beside us with little expression on her face.

Soft bells begin to jingle behind us. As the jingles get louder, we begin to hear laughter. We can practically see the smiles on the faces of people whom we cannot see.

Santa turns the corner and the mood around us instantly changes.

Elves and a sweet dog come into the cafe and all of the kids boast healthy smiles. For a minute, the room is full of spirit.

Santa goes to the boy at the table directly behind us. His expression alone told the bursting of his heart. They spoke a bit and Santa wished him a good day to which this young man replied, "You have a good day, too, Mr. Claus."

Was it his awe and wonder? Was it his politeness? Was it his age yet still believing for that second?

I don’t know but I sucked in the tears as hard as I could.

They weren't sad tears, they were tears of joy for seeing the children's face around me illuminated with the Spirit of Christmas. The Spirit of Joy.

Jesus came to save the brokenhearted. While this is a tough place to be any day, especially the holidays, I can fight the pain of what I see with full hope in Christ's plan to make these children new, even if that newness doesn't look how we would like to envision it here on earth.

Jesus loves the little children. All the children of the world.

"All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us." 2 Corinthians 1:3-4

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