Your husband woke you one night a few weeks after the visitors came bringing expensive gifts. More amazing each day was this child and the ways his heavenly Father celebrated him. Through angel choruses, shepherd worship, Simeon, Anna, and now foreigners.

It was because of the foreigners, though, that Joseph had tossed and turned tonight with dreams. Warnings. Finally, he woke you -There is no time, we must leave quickly... tonight. Bring only what you can carry. I’ve been warned in a dream, “Get up, take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt. Stay there until I tell you, for Herod is going to search for the child to kill him.”

So you fumbled through your darkened home. Baby blanket, some clothes,
“What am I willing to carry all the way to Egypt?
Can’t tell anyone where we are going...
Can’t leave my mom a forwarding address.”
You packed the foreigner’s gifts. These would help pay for your journey.
And finally, you gently reach for your sleeping son.