| One or two things about Christmas | |
| By Annie Dillard | |||
| Friday, 24 December 2010 | |||
| Let me mention one or two things about Christmas. Of course you’ve all heard that the animals talk at midnight: a particular elk, for instance, kneeling at night to drink, leaning tall to pull leaves, with his soft lips says, alleluia. That the soil and fresh-water lakes also rejoice. as do products such as sweaters (nor are plastics excluded from grace), is less well known. Further: the reason for some silly-looking fishes for the bizarre mating of certain adult insects, or the sprouting, say, in a snow tire of Rocky Mountain grass, is that the universal loves the particular, that freedom loves to live and live fleshed full, intricate, and in detail. God empties himself into the earth like a cloud, God takes the substance, contours, of a man, and keeps them, dying, rising, walking, and still walking, wherever there is motion.
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