1. One gloomy, silent night, God stepped into our darkness. The Word had not only spoken but was now made flesh.
  2. But the Creator of life and breath does not wait for Moses to identify with worthiness.
  3. God spoke into the black depth. “Let there be light."
  4. I take out the broom, spray bottle, and trash can. For the hundredth time this week, I find myself sweeping up the mess of a Christmas to come.