Was God so callous as not to provide even the most basic creature comforts for His only Son when it came time for His birth?
No warm room at the inn.
No midwife attending.
Just a bare and rough manger in which animals found shelter as night fell.
But yet, what manner of crib was chosen in which Our Lord could snuggle and bury his face as he slumbered?
Simply, it was Mary’s elbow, whose inviting hollow beheld God, and kept Him safe and warm on that most humble of nights.
“While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.”
~ Luke 2:6-7
Feast of St Luke
18 October 2013