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Rebecca Cook's avatar

Thank you for this.

I pretzel myself out of belief over and over. It used to bother me, but now I know what a huge ask it is, to demand that everyone, even those who just aren't capable, to believe. I have tried all my life, but it doesn't ring true, nothing balances.

Except when I sing a carol and see an angel flying through my open window. And see, quite clearly, the bodies of angels in the sky, their ribs outlined in shuddery clouds.

Tania Runyan's avatar

Faith and doubt intertwine beautifully quite often . . .

Margaret Ann Silver's avatar

💛💛💛

Rebecca Stultz's avatar

Oh, yes, I hope Jesus cried with gusto when he "unfurled" himself into the hands of the midwife.

A gusty cry would have been the music of angels in Mary's ears, and Joseph's and the midwife's, and the ears of whomever else was waiting for the sound of new born life.

Away in the Manger and Silent Night have beautiful melodies, and I can sing them from memory. Both are a mixture of the unrealistic and the theologically meaningful. I will sing them tonight knowing Jesus hears the cries of faith in all who sing them.

Golden Hue's avatar

💯percent man. 100 percent God. Figure THAT one out!

Spirit Whispers by Mark Stucky's avatar

Beautiful. It made me want to cry along with baby Jesus.