All pitiful and endearing...
in that Bethlehem rocking stable..
lies the the greatest treasure of all...
Though He seems asleep and his eyes cannot see,
He knows the world in its complexity
for He formed it all in detail before all eternity.
Just as His mother's hands keep Him all safe and sound,
He holds the world in His eternal hand
and keeps it firm in the palm of His strength.
Instead of His heavenly crown and kingly robes,
He chose those rags to keep Him warm in Mary's arms.
Instead of commanding angels and all the powers that be,
He chose to come down and for the first time...cry like a baby.
The Giver of life, the Creator of all things...in all His majesty
chose to come down...and lie in the very arms that He created.
God Almighty...the One who was...is...and is to come...
chose...to become "Baby Jesus" just for me.
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