The Most Beautiful Baby Ever!

“The omnipotent, in one instant, made himself breakable.

He who had been spirit became pierceable.

He who was larger than the universe became an embryo.

And he who sustains the world with a word chose to be dependent upon the nourishment of a young girl.


God as a fetus. Holiness sleeping in a womb. The creator of life being created.


God was given eyebrows, elbows, two kidneys, and a spleen.

He stretched against the walls and floated in the amniotic fluids of his mother.


God had come near.


He came, not as a flash of light or as an unapproachable conqueror, but as one whose first cries were heard by a peasant girl and a sleepy carpenter.

The hands that first held him were unmanicured, calloused, and dirty.
No silk. No ivory. No hype. No party. No hoopla.


Were it not for the shepherds, there would have been no reception.

And were it not for a group of stargazers, there would have been no gifts.”~Max Lucado

*Courtesy of Alyssa.*