Looking Forward

My 7 year old niece knew what this was before I added the color. Her mom, my sister-in-law, did not see it. Sheesh!

Drawn with Graphite Stick Pencils 6B and 4B. Also used Crayola Mini Twistables Crayons.

So this is my rendition of the nativity. Try to figure out what I mean by "Looking Forward".

This was inspired by me remembering this passage and my pastor reading it on Christmas Eve.

The involuntary contractions are not enough, and Mary has to pus with all her strength, almost as if God were refusing to come into the world without her help.
Joseph places a garment beneath her, and with a final push and a long sigh her labor is over.
The Messiah has arrived.
Elongated head from the constricting journey through the birth canal. Light skin, as the pigment would take days or even weeks to surface. Mucus in his ears and nostrils. Wet and slippery from the amniotic fluid. The Son of the Most High God umbilically tied to a lowly Jewish girl.
The baby chokes and coughs. Joseph instinctively turns him over and clears his throat.
Then he cries. Mary bares her breast and reaches for the shivering baby. She lays him on her chest, and his helpless cries subside. His time head bobs around on the unfamiliar terrain. This will be the first thing the infant-king learns. Mary can feel his racing heartbeat as he gropes to nurse.
Deity nursing from a young maiden’s breast. Could anything be more puzzling – or profound?
Joseph sits exhausted, silent, full of wonder.
….
She looks up at Joseph, and through a watery veil, their souls touch. He crowds closer, cheek to cheek with his betrothed. Together they stare in awe at the baby Jesus, whose heave eyelids begin to close. It has been a long journey. The King is tired.

Gire, Ken (1989). Intimate Moments with the Savior. Zondervan. Grand Rapids. pps. 4 – 5