The One who comes from above is greater than all. -John 3:31
The idea that a virgin would be selected by God to bear himself… The notion that God would don a scalp and toes and two yes…. the thought that the King of the universe would sneeze and burp and get bitten by mosquitoes…. It’s too incredible. Too revolutionary. We would never create a redeemer, we keep him safely distant in his faraway castle. We allow him only the briefest of encounters with us. We permit him to swoop in and out with his sleigh before we can draw too near. We wouldn’t ask him to take up residence in the midst of a contaminated people. In our wildest imaginings we wouldn’t conjure a king who becomes one of us. But God did.
And the Angles were silent.