Christmas is our one chance, once a year, to revel in the truly new.
Now comes to us the essence and totality of all that we have ever been or dreamed we might become.
Now comes God. Made of man!
Made of woman.
Made of us.
Made of the best of us—and more, of course.
Merry Christmas, to all for whom Jesus is enough.
Merry Christmas to all for whom he’s not.
Happy Birthday to the god who knows us all, because he’s been us all.