God does huge stuff. But when He sent Jesus, he showed up as a baby. A teeny, tiny baby, born into one family. In one little village, in one little corner of the world, touching just the neighbors, friends and strangers that happened by. That's big?!
God does the best stuff. But He knows that we don't. Maybe that's why He gives us babies, children, little opportunities for redemption. One child taken too soon, two to redeem and replace. A little child, a new opportunity for grandparents and parents to love better or love like they weren't. Little ones with so many needs that if you blow it once, a chance for redemption is probably just seconds away.
My little ones, they are straight from God, precious gifts, and a visible reminder of the little Child of God sent so many, many years ago. Merry Christmas.