Christmas, Flesh and Light in a Technological World

On this Christmas Day, I sit with a too‑hot mug and the smell of pine and sprouts, reflecting on how our fast, clever world meets the fragile story of a baby in a manger. I ponder John’s words about the light that still shines in the darkness, even as wars rage and loneliness deepens. I explore how technology connects us but cannot rock a crying child or mend a broken relationship, and why it matters that God chose ordinary, vulnerable human flesh. I end by praying for Gaza, Ukraine, the lonely and the overworked, and by wondering how tiny, tender acts might let the Word become flesh again through us.