Our Nativity scene is beginning to take shape -
first, the stable backdrop, then the animals,
the holy family, the angels and the shepherds -
and, eventually the wise men, led by the star.
Building up, layer on layer, character by character -
all with a part to play in the story.
A story that is never complete, that has no ending,
a scene that is never finished
but where there is always room for one more.
A layout that calls for no particular precision -
haphazard will do.
For there was nothing tidy about the advent of God
into a world toiling under oppression.
Still we are invited.
Still we are welcomed.
To occupy a corner, to make ourselves at home.
And contemplate the Christ child, born in our midst.