It dawned on me for the first time, really. It had dawned on me before, but it really sank in: the Christmas story.
The idea that God, if there is a force of Love and Logic in the universe, that it would seek to explain itself is amazing enough.
That it would seek to explain itself and describe itself by becoming a child in straw poverty …a child … I just thought: “Wow!” Just the poetry …
Unknowable love, unknowable power, describes itself as the most vulnerable. There it was. I was sitting there, and it’s not that it hadn’t struck me before, but tears came down my face, and I saw the genius of this, utter genius of picking a particular point in time, and deciding to turn on this …
It’s actually logical. It’s pure logic. Essence has to manifest itself. It’s inevitable.
Love has to become an action or something concrete. It would have had to happen. There must be an incarnation. Love must be made flesh.