And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. (John 1:14) The Word by whom all things were made has come as a baby. The Word who is God and was with God from eternity is born in time. The baby Boy held by His parents is the one who holds you and them and all. This Babe who must be fed by His mother is the Lord who opens His hand and feeds all things. This little Child of lowly birth lying in a manger is the almighty God who is bigger than the entire cosmos. God comes to us hidden in the pudgy cheeks and tiny hands of this Child. Count His fingers and toes, see those hands and feet, and know that God chose this humble birth. God chose to be conceived and born like us, only without a human father and sin, that God might be the substitute for every sinful moment of our lives. God chose that those hands and feet would grow and then be pierced by nails, that He might bring us through His death and resurrection to God’s future. God chose to come to our home, that we might be at home in God’s house one day. This is love—God choosing to dwell with us because we need God. There may be days of deep loneliness, heartbreak, or pain, but in Christ Jesus, true God and true man, God is with you in the midst of it all with grace and truth. God loves you dearly. Amen. Cliff