Father Snort

Brad Sullivan Christmas Eve, Year C December 24, 2015 Saint Mark’s Episcopal Church, Bay City, TX Luke 2:1-14(15-20) When Kristin’s and my first son, Noah, was born, we were rather excited, a little apprehensive, and not entirely clueless as to what we were supposed to do and what was coming. There I was, the proud daddy-to-be, standing by Kristin’s side in the delivery room, looking lovingly and expectantly at my wife, and as the nurse was getting Kristin’s vitals, she asks me, “are you the coach?” “Uh, I’m her husband, father of the little baby in there. Does that count?” Apparently it did because the nurse let me stay. I don’t know how successfully coachy I was, but as husband and father, I did a pretty good job, there by her side, holding her hand throughout the three-hour delivery. I’m not sure whether or not Joseph was an overly good coach when Mary gave birth eith