We draw nearer to the stable. In a week we will arrive once again, standing in hay and tinsel, and know that God has come, begging us to cradle the flesh of the Creator. The creature can again snuggle close, smell the tenderness and warmth, feel the One-Who-Made-Me stretch and yawn within our arms, and delight in the knowledge that Something-Bigger-Than-A-Baby is what is being held. This mystery is mind-boggling.
What is it about this Mystery that brings you the most joy?