The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
Christ comes in a birth that remains, like all life, a holy mystery. His is a holy mystery around which we can wrap our arms. He came in a tiny body that we can swaddle and rock. He came with needs for warmth, for milk, for nurture that even we can lay hold of. The Lord, love himself, came to us, giving us himself so that we could comprehend him. He came to us, giving us himself so we could receive him.