What makes them significant is what they would later do. Why then do we keep Jesus a child, in the celebration of his birth making him a baby once again, a child who for some never grows up? Why is it hard to let him climb out of the manger, and down from his mother's arms? Why don't we let him become a man, the one who lived and died and rose, the one who brought salvation? Are the aspects beyond his birth so hard to hold?
My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Beyond Birth
How often do you see pictures of George Washington in swaddling clothes? When last did you see Columbus depicted in his mother's arms? Have you recently celebrated the boyhood of Marco Polo or the childhood of Lenin? The important thing about these people is not that they were children, nor that they were born. Those are foregone conclusions.
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