There was a small voice that penetrated the stillness of the night. It came from the bedroom across the hall. “Daddy, I’m scared!” Out of his groggy, fuzzy state, the father responded with, “Honey, don’t be afraid, Daddy’s right across the hall.”

After a very brief pause the little voice was heard again, “I’m still scared.” Always quick with an insight, Dad responded, “You don’t need to be afraid. God is with you. God loves you.” This time the pause is longer…but the voice returned, “I don’t care about God, Daddy. I want someone with skin!”

Perhaps the logic of the little boy is exactly the reason God saw the necessity of sending His Son with skin on; so we could relate to God on our terms. So we could see God’s care right before our eyes. And so He could understand what we feel, as well. That’s the Incarnation: Someone with skin on.

Tags: Christmas, incarnation