Knitting a Conundrum

I posted the following on my poetry blog - but it highlights something. Jesus, who still wears his human flesh, was there from the moment of conception, a zygote in the dark, waiting to develop into the Christ Child whose birth we just celebrated. Imagine, he knows what it is like to be human from conception to death, and his choosing to be human as well as God lifts up and sanctifies the whole human experience in a special way. Emmanuel, God with us! A gentle and subtle teaching of the sanctity and holiness of the gift of life he gave us.

How dark,
how quiet,
save for the beating of her heart,
quickened
with the angel's greeting,
and her determined yes,
and the touch of the Spirit,
then suddenly,
in a moment unwatched
by any mortal eye,
there was fusion
between heaven and earth,
and a moment later,
division,
such a tiny speck,
Lord of the universe
emptied out,
master of time and space
contained
in a zygote.

Incarnation,
limitless spirit
taking on mortal flesh,
encased in the warm darkness,
quietly pulsing
with the beating of her heart.

Thank you Lord,
for sanctifying
our little human life
from conception until death
by your choice of being
Emmanuel,
Our God with Us.

Amen.