When heaven's "Glory in the Highest"
kissed earth's "lowliest of the low," sacred
ecstasies perhaps were birthed, as one might well Imagine,
witnessing from a distance the most
prodigious drama of any creature-Creator
encounter, and staged in earth's most
A cattle shed, with its nauseous stench and
scatter-clutter, had segued into a simple lowly throne-room
for the meek and humble Infant King of Kings. From there the
cuddly Baby-God surveyed the awesome universe that
He Himself created.
The feeding manger merged into a grace-designed repository
for heaven's sacred soul food--the Blessed Bread of Life.