To conclude this year, I share with you 2 reflection by Bishop Fulton Sheen from his monumental book ‘Life of Christ’, my all-time favorite book, which I read periodically every year. These two reflections speak about the birth of Christ:
Divinity is always where one least expects to find it.
No worldly mind would ever have suspected that He
Who could make the sun warm the earth would one day have need of an ox and an
ass to warm Him with their breath; that He Who, in the language of Scriptures,
could stop the turning about of Arcturus would have His birthplace dictated by
an imperial census; that He, Who clothed the fields with grass, would Himself
be naked; that He, from Whose hands came planets and worlds, would one day have
tiny arms that were not long enough to touch the huge heads of the cattle; that
the feet which trod the everlasting hills would one day be too weak to walk;
that the Eternal Word would be dumb; that Omnipotence would be wrapped in
swaddling clothes; that Salvation would lie in a manger; that the bird which
built the nest would be hatched therein—no one would ever have suspected that
God coming to this earth would ever be so helpless. And that is precisely why
so many miss Him. Divinity is always where one least expects to find it.
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