It is so very, very dark out there. Just as dark as it was back then, before the child and the manger, before the virgin and the angel. Darkness. Disaster, unforeseen and inexplicable. Human evil, human suffering, the groaning of creation.
When will the little light, kindled in the stable at Bethlehem, be spread through the whole earth? When will it drive away the darkness? When will the shadows retreat before its brilliance?
Heavenly, holy, blessed Jesus Christ...
What is all our celebration but to turn our backs for one day on the darkness and huddle around the flickering light... And to believe?
To believe in the one day, the not yet, the light of the New Jerusalem which never dies - no sun, no moon, no night; the glory of God and the Lamb...
Yet in thy dark streets shineth...
Yes, the everlasting light is shining, still shining. If we only had eyes to see...
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
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