May this holy night make known to you once again that the God whose help and presence we so urgently need has come to us—to live and die as one of us.
In our annual remembrance of his birth, we are reminded that he took on the body and blood of his mother Mary, that he might be born into this life, so that we might feed on him and be born into life eternal. In humility we remember that he lay homeless in a borrowed feeding trough, as helpless as any newborn child.
In his death and resurrection, he was revealed as the power through which the universe has its very existence—the power of abundant and steadfast love beyond all imagining.
There is little sentimental in our remembrance of this wondrous moment. Here the destiny of the world and all its creatures is revealed: in love and for love. There is no force of darkness that can overcome it, even as many forces of darkness continue to try.
Merry Christmas.
Country Parson