"The Word became flesh and camped out with us," John 1:14.
Now that's John's whole discussion of the Nativity. No wise men, shepherds, angel armies, grouchy innkeepers, mangers, or even little drummer boys. Something John wants us to get: Jesus is the Word become human. What Word? the one there at the start when God said, Let there be light. Word was God. Look up into the night sky - see the sparkles of light? None of it was there without that Word making it so. Look deep into a photon - wonder about its brilliance? that Word lights the details. And that Word pitched his tent with us. (yeah, it really says that.) The Word put on skin (not pretend like a costume, but became part of his self). And that Word, through our darkness, shines. O how he shines!
Camping out with a brother or sister today, making our way to the land of promise, we share Jesus' light. And, together, we give thanks that we see.
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