This was the day of His appearance in this world.
Pain,
Water,
Blood,
Relief
Joy.
But He had really been here for nine months already.
Listening.
I wonder what the reaction of Creation must have looked like
at the moment He was born,
looking like us!
Did the stars dim as He filled His lungs for His first cry?
Did the wind sigh with relief and welcome?
Did every blade of grass long to bear the weight of His
first step?
Did the hay in the manger conform to His shape as though it
was made just to cradle this babe?
Whenever I think of Him physically present in our world I am
wracked with wonder.
My questions are endless,
But those answers have to wait,
Because He came first to answer all the others that saved my
life.
So, I am sustained by my wonder and awe,
And if the creation itself sings for joy at His presence,
Who am I to remain silent?
REJOICE!
©Dan Bode 2022
