It had to begin somewhere.
 
If it had begun with the sky splitting in two with a bolt of lightning producing a chiselled Herculean philosopher, nobody would believe it. It’d be too farfetched for us to concede as possible. Instead it began with a young, pregnant lady. She carried Him, but Joseph didn’t Father Him. Daytime TV is full of similar scenarios, and we believe those stories easily enough.
 
Suspend your disbelief for a moment and see through the weird Nativity plays that include an Octopus and a starfish next to the manger.
 
What if He really did become a little baby? The thought of a baby is enough to freak most guys out; imagining this one is even more scary! God became an actual little baby – He started human life from scratch – just like the rest of us. He would have cried, crapped and coughed up milk, just like you did.
 
It wasn’t like something from a fairytale – it must have been minging by that manger. But it definitely began there.
 
That same little baby would later hold sound debate with Jewish teachers, before He even hit his teens. He would walk on water. That baby would be able to pull in gigantic hauls of fish; feed thousands of people with a few small meals and even make water into fine wine. He would be able to define an individual’s thoughts and struggles without even knowing them; He would be able to bring sight to darkened eyes. He would become a master craftsman – just like His Father. He would become the most powerful and imitated orator in History. This baby would be able to take leprosy from a diseased body and even raise a pulse in the chest of a deceased body.
 
This baby would certainly make something of the life He was given.
 
But in the meantime, He would have to be content with straw, sleepless nights and star-gazing Shepherds.