The Word became flesh and moved into the neighborhood

The Word was first, 

the Word present to God, God present to the Word. 

The Word was God, in readiness for God from day one. 

Everything was created through him; nothing - not one thing - came into being without him. What came into existence was Life, and the Life was Light to live by. The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness; the darkness couldn't put it out. 

The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into the neighborhood. 

We saw the glory with our own eyes, the one-of-a-kind glory, like Father, like Son. Generous inside and out, true from start to finish.

There was once a man, his name was John, sent by God to point out the way to the Life-Light came to show everyone where to look, who to believe in. John was not himself the Light; he was there to show the way to the Light. 

(John 1, The Message)

The Word became flesh, became one of us, the same as us, human, wrapped up in skin with bones and muscles and tendons, with a heart and other organs and a brain inside a head. Jesus was like us in appearance and was GOD!!! WOW!!! This season of coming, of Advent, of waiting, of hope, of expectation, of new things, of new birth, of God being WITH, the gift of with, and all because His creation needed restoration and redemption. How do we live well with the already and the not-yet? We long for peace and grace and life and light. As we draw nearer to December 21, the winter solstice, the shortest day, the one that has the least light, we long for light. Light that has come, that will come again.

"Every person entering Life he brings into the Light."