So the word of God became a human being and lived among us.
(John 1:14 – J.B. Phillips Translation)
By any standard it would be
extraordinary to find
the infinite, immortal constrained in time
but to find Divinity where it knew full well
the hearts of man
and how they turned, mostly away –
to find the all-sufficient taking on
this meagre flesh, this weakness,
this all-too-human messiness –
no word, no response suits besides
a quaint yet apt, “Behold!”,
a marvelled, “Come and see”,
and footsteps following where he treads,
to see where God makes a home.
The Consolations of Writing 