For Tomorrow, Too

I’m driving and in the back seat is a battle with guns and light sabres. One guy says, “Who are you?” Other guy, “I’m Winter soldier.” “You can’t be. He’s meta-human.” “Then I’m Hulk.” “No, he’s meta-human too. You gotta be a real human.” The greater courage is being fully human, as the baby in the manger, as every baby in a crib. Reach out with your index finger and imagine a baby holding on with her tiny hand.

Our faith believes Jesus to be fully human and fully divine from manger to cross. That divinity is also with Joseph as he helps Mary deliver her baby; with him as he cleans the baby and Mary after birth; with Mary as she breastfeeds her baby; and with us all our lives. This moment is beautiful because God’s love shines in our lives and changes us with courage to hold out our finger and let that baby hold on to us with all his trust.

We return again into our lives, changed somehow in the tiniest of ways. Tomorrow, wake up, reach out again, hold onto the hand of that baby; live, being and becoming truly human with all your fears, your doubts, your desires, your hopes.

God, hold onto me as I hold onto someone as we live with trust in this world. Amen. — BL

Contributed by For Tomorrow, Too

I'm driving and in the back seat is a battle with guns and light sabres. One guy says, "Who are you?" Other guy, "I'm Winter soldier." "You can't be. He's meta-human." "Then I'm Hulk." "No, he's meta-human too. You gotta be a real human." The greater courage is being fully human, as the baby in the manger, as every baby in a crib. Reach out with your index finger and imagine a baby holding on with her tiny hand. Our faith believes Jesus to be fully human and fully divine from manger to cross. That divinity is also with Joseph as he helps Mary deliver her baby; with him as he cleans the baby and Mary after birth; with Mary as she breastfeeds her baby; and with us all our lives. This moment is beautiful because God's love shines in our lives and changes us with courage to hold out our finger and let that baby hold on to us with all his trust. We return again into our lives, changed somehow in the tiniest of ways. Tomorrow, wake up, reach out again, hold onto the hand of that baby; live, being and becoming truly human with all your fears, your doubts, your desires, your hopes.