"And the Word became flesh..."-John 1:14

Sometime during the Christmas season go to the crib and
kneel for a moment in silent prayer. Meditate upon the mystery of God's
loving patience and then look at those outstretched hands that seemingly
demand so little.

They are the same hands, which, before being folded in death, demanded a
great deal! They are the hands that demanded holy silence from nature
itself as they were raised over the storm tossed waters of Galilee. They
are the hands which when placed upon blind eyes, deaf ears and withered
limbs brought sight, hearing and movement. Even life itself. They are the
hands which held and offered the first Sacred Host..."Take and eat, for
this is my body..." They are the hands which clasped together in prayer as
He prayed for us that we may find our unity in Him. They are the hands
which when fastened to a cross, embraced the whole body of humanity, past,
present and future in one supreme blessing.

By all means take the outstretched hand of the infant Saviour into your
hands. But as His hand grows larger and His grip grows stronger and the
wood of the crib becomes the wood of the cross, do not withdraw your hand
as though seeking a less demanding object for your love. Rather, tighten
your grip and savour the unimaginable peace and joy which comes with total
commitment, not just seasonal flirtation, but total commitment, to the
eternal Son of God.


Happy Birfday Jesus!


Murry Christmas to all and to a ll a goodnight!

"O come let us adore him, O come let us adore him, O come let us adore him, CHrist the Lord..."im done, im out GOd bless!