At every weakness and pain of ours,
there is a nearness of Christ.
Only if we can believe that sincere closeness to our own deep emptiness,
we can understand the depth of the self-emptying of the Word...
to be a baby, refugee, labourer, victim, and failure.
Word among us the flesh
among the dry dust to lush green and conscious human
Word is in everything,
everything lives by the Word
Mary loved the Word so sincerely
that she could bring forth the Word in human form
The bearer, full of grace
the borne, fullness of grace and the source of grace.
He spreads the grace fountains
to every emptiness..
Flesh in its beauty and ugliness,
searches the grace streams...
There, in the sincerity of heart,
willingness to be receptive and open,
mercy and faithfulness meet
justice and peace embrace.
Truth shall spring from the flesh
joy and peace be born in us...
Grace streams flow into our hearts,
filled by the Holy Spirit,
our feels, thoughts, visions, words, touches will have grace contents.
We are born...
The Word becomes flesh, the moment of true Christmas.
Ref Ps 85: 10
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