The word was born and lived with us.
We have seen how precious he is:
As precious as a parent’s only child,
A gift in which unfathomable reality fully abides.
The man whose birth we celebrate today became the one we celebrate by showing us that the birth of every child has the capacity to change the world.
Behind the mythological stories of Christmas (both ancient and modern), and underneath the shreds of wrapping paper leftover from mere indulgence lies the hope that we might begin to treat every child as having that capacity.
Where we see that kind of love, and when we live our own lives in the reality of it, there is something profoundly worth celebrating.