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A meditation I wrote for the feast of the Annunciation, but seems very fitting when considering the Incarnation:

How dark,
how quiet,
save for the beating of her heart,
quickened
with the angel's greeting,
and her determined yes,
and the touch of the Spirit,
then suddenly,
in a moment unwatched
by any mortal eye,
there was fusion
between heaven and earth,
and a moment later,
division,
such a tiny speck,
Lord of the universe
emptied out,
master of time and space
contained
in a zygote.

Incarnation,
limitless spirit
taking on mortal flesh,
encased in the warm darkness,
quietly pulsing
with the beating of her heart.

Thank you Lord,
for sanctifying
our little human life
from conception until death
by your choice of being
Emmanuel,
Our God with Us.

Amen.