A Stairway to Christmas
🎄 Darkest night, O Holy night
When his glory took flight.
✨ What was it like when He descended?
Heaven and earth were upended.
🎄 Let me imagine his descent.
Impart mercy, for heresy is not my intent.
✨ Imagination God has granted.
That we may draw with truth enchanted.
🎄 Not with hard lines of law.
Rather, beauty, unity, the good, and awe.
✨ For how are we, material and broken,
To understand mysteries unspoken?
🎄 Before His descent into our earthly ways,
He existed in Heaven as the Ancient of Days.
✨ Can you imagine how it would start?
How the Ancient of Days and his glory part?
🎄 The stars, they align,
Forming a stairway divine.
✨ To earth these stairs like water flow
And with each step His glories go.
🎄 Fast and swift his majesty set aside.
But let our mind do its work where time does not abide.
✨ Let us imagine what each step imparts.
As the Ancient of days, his home he departs.
🎄 The first step brings bone and marrow,
And with them comes future sorrow.
✨ The second brings nerves and pain,
And with them comes future disdain.
🎄 The third brings blood and life,
And with them comes future strife.
✨ The fourth brings a heart and mind,
And with them comes a future bind.
🎄 The fifth brings nose, mouth, eyes, and ears.
And with them comes future tears.
✨ The sixth brings hands and feet and head to adorn
And with them comes future nails and crown of thorn.
🎄 The final brings a child born today,
And with it brings a manger filled with hay.
✨ The incarnation is now complete
The Ancient of Days is now asleep.
🎄 No nails, nor cross, nor crown has start.
No beatings, nor piercings, nor God torn apart.
✨ It is a holy night and the stars are shining.
As the Word made flesh is peacefully abiding.
🎄 The divine became flesh,
But his natures were not enmeshed.
✨ He had begun the journey; man shall be saved;
Man, wretched, wicked, and heart so depraved.
🎄 How did Christ set aside his glory?
Maybe this is part of the story?
✨ Alas it is not for us to know.
But this provides our imagination room to grow.
🎄 The impassible God became passible man;
How we wish to know, but no one can.
✨ On that night, that silent night
Our savior came down a holy flight.
🎄 As our King lay in Mary’s arms.
Let us thank him for his future harms.
✨ Knowing that he calls all who follow,
To be more than bodies dark and hollow.
🎄 We too have crosses to bear,
self to deny and sorrows to care.
✨ But praise be to God for descending his throne
And on that silent night making his love known.