We hear the Christmas story year after year; the shepherds, the angels, the wise men. And it all seems so obvious, so blatant. But what did the shepherds actually see? Just an ordinary wrapped baby in the byre with a young mother and father. How was that a recognisable sign? Or the wise men who travelled following a moving star (what does that even mean?). All they found, too, was an ordinary baby with a mother. One wonders how all this ordinariness can carry the weight of centuries of prophecies, and the hopes of an entire nation... But this is the enigma of the God that hides in plain sight.
Apologies for the sometimes poor quality of the radio mic.
Poems: 'The Offer' by Mark Greene, 'Annunciation' by John Donne
Readings: Gen 3:1-16; Is 9:2,6-7; Lk 1:26-38; Lk 2:1-7; Lk 2:8-16; Mt 2:1-11; Jn 1:1-14
