LIfe on the Margins

Et Verbum Dei caro factum est

(And God’s Word became flesh)

“Mummy, mummy, please, tell me again the story,” he begged. “Which story?” Mary asked her child. “The one when I was born, pleeeeease.” Jesus answered. “Oh no, not again.” “Please mummy, this is the last time,” he pleaded. Mary could not remember how many times, her little seven-year-old had asked her to retell the story of that night when he was born. This time he had caught her while kneading bread for their supper; she cleaned her hands on her apron, sat down on a stool and called him next to her. He stood while she held him by his waist close to her. “That night when you were born there was a biiiiiiiiiig star shining on our house.” Jesus’ eyes were wide with awe. “And? Tell me more,” he again begged. “And then it exploded and so many angels came out of it singing Jingle Bells. So many people came out of their houses and came to see what was happening because the singing was so beautiful.”


Bro Carmel Duca MC

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