By Rhonda Miska, OP
“Joy to the world! Let heaven and nature sing!”
Like me, you probably sang these words during the recent celebration of Christmas – the Christian holiday more accurately described as the Feast of the Incarnation.
Christmas celebrates God becoming flesh. And not just any flesh, but the flesh of a tiny, vulnerable infant who needed – in the words of Denise Levertov’s poem “Annunciation” – “milk and love.” The Creator of the Universe, the Source of All Being takes the risk of becoming a baby in this messy, beautiful world. It is a wild claim so difficult to wrap our finite minds around that we need to practice believing it every year. Continue Reading…