The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
Immanuel: God with us. The finite and fragile flesh intertwining with the infinite and powerful God. The Creator dwelling on the created. Plunging to the very bottom and lifting from the depths His beloved and ransacked. The Perfect and Complete, choosing for Himself the dusty and the broken. The Faithful and True, rescuing the faithless and corrupt. His broken heart poured out to envelope the loved in an embrace too powerful to destroy.
With. Rescuing requiring nearness. Setting His eyes on the joy of oneness and wrapping Himself in frailty to know and be known. Maker of the galaxies and stars depending on a young girl for his supply. Confining His body to the life of a baby, a boy and a man, while remaining God. Anticipating the day when the Forgiver and forgiven would once again be caught up in a sacred romance. Coming to His loved who had lost their way. Light in the darkness. His bleeding heart desiring the pain of nearness over eternal separating. All of creation holding its breath as the God of all gave man all of Himself. Immanuel: God with us. With.
