Month: December 2018

Here Comes the Son

Every year at this time, I scratch around in my bleak existence to locate a crumb of God’s goodness and proclaim that if God can align the molecules that create that crumb, surely he can come to earth as a human child and save me.

“Yes, Lord, yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their masters’ table.” (Matthew 15:27)

But this year is different.

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