Come to crush the serpent’s head,
Heaven’s Son, Creation wielder,
Roiled in the raw filth of our mutiny and brokenness,
Intervention looked like a baby.
Sinew, muscle, blood, and bone,
Tears and hunger, heat and cold,
Mender of hearts, mender of bodies,
Authority looked like a baby.
Savior and inconspicuous Bridegroom, come to crush and be crushed.
Christmas acrostic 12-19-11