The birth of the baby Jesus.
This point at which he was still innocent of knowledge,
So much still to be revealed - about himself, the world.
He taught us that the price for life is death.
No one gets out alive.
To live like you have something to save
When you know you'll eventually lose everything?
That might just be wrong,
He suggested.
Watch how it is done.
But before all that,
Before the thousand questions and The very few answers,
He was the baby Jesus,
Innocent of our calloused sin.
And that is the Jesus we celebrate
With our own children,
Wondering what gifts to give them.
Whether they will remember or value any of it.
Wondering what of our own lives will be resurrected for the next generation.
And the next.
What gifts will they be?
What gifts are we?
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