I don't feel it. At all. I wish I did. But life has burned it out of me.

December 25, 2023

For a son has been born to us, a son has been given to us and dominion has been laid on his shoulders; and this is the name he has been given, ’Wonder-Counsellor, Mighty-God, Eternal-Father, Prince-of-Peace.’
- Is 9:5 (RNJB)

This prophecy and its fulfillment we celebrate this holy night is for wounded souls like ours.

For this child is not just born “a long time ago” and “once apon a time.” The child is born now and always here, in the worn-out manger that is my soul. And perhaps yours too.

No mere self-help guru, this Incarnate Christ is the very Wisdom of God behind the universe entering space and time. His is the impulse that shines through the sun. Unite with him, my wounded soul, and be joined to the return of the light as solstice passes.

Merry or not, it is Christmas. O come, let us adore him.