This is no time for a child to be born,
With the earth betrayed by war & hate
And a comet slashing the sky to warn
That time runs out & the sun burns late.
That was no time for a child to be born,
In a land in the crushing grip of Rome;
Honour & truth were trampled by scorn--
Yet here did the Saviour make his home.
When is the time for love to be born?
The inn is full on the planet earth,
And by a comet the sky is torn--
Yet Love still takes the risk of birth.
--Madeleine L’Engle
Blessings at Christmas
from Our Lady of Mount Carmel,
Mill Valley!
Image source: Eric Dowdle, Nativity, https://altusfineart.com/blogs/news/20-inspiring-nativity-scenes-to-bring-the-christmas-spirit?srsltid=AfmBOoqu-MJWzl6iUggHGguyFSkykZ97DIcCpQUBYfI6XqnjiUK-PJK3
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