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Reordering the Ordinary
The first Christmas elapsed, and the ordinary rushed back to hide the miracle.
Jane Zwart
December 28, 2025
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The first Christmas elapsed, and the ordinary rushed back to hide the miracle.
Dear Jesus,
In the beginning, you made us a little lower than the angels. But in the middle, you lowered yourself.
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