You’d think the Christ-child would’ve been born with
six fingers on one hand or an extra ear or three eyes,
some side-show ornament to display the difficulty of
jimmying all that god in the human window. But by
all accounts he wasn’t a freak; in fact, the old ones
say he blended in, folded into the dough of mankind
like blueberries in batter. He came to spice things up
but not by overpowering. The incarnation was subtle,
resting easy on our palate with just a hint of bitter.

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1 Comment

  1. pastordt on December 22, 2012 at 5:21 pm

    Just a hint of bitter…with maybe a whiff of cinnamon or cardamom… maybe frankincense…thank you. And Merry Christmas, John.

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