The Earth is yearning. I can see it in the strings of lights, so many more this year dangling so much earlier. I can hear it in the music of the season playing before that November feast. I have seen it in the Yuletide movies streaming in summer, and even spring. We are yearning afar communally. Yearning for calm, an end to fear Yearning for excitement and wide-eyed joy Yearning for warmth and presence too. This year, this lonely year. We yearn for more, A Light brighter than those dangling strands. So let us go to that moment in time guided by starlight to a stable far deep in the night. We go seeking to hold the intangible made tangible. We go, you and I, and offer our hearts as manger a place for the precious Child to lay. We prepare the space the heart—the manger Allowing our hearts to open and soften, making space for the Child that is the Christ. A cry rings out: Emmanuel! Into the embrace of the warm manger the Blessed Mother places the Child. Arise, what feelings as I cradle the divine Child. Shall my heart be touched as his tiny hand reaches out? In his tender gaze are offers divine: love peace joy hope comfort healing renewal wholeness. I accept the gifts in the manger of my heart and dare to realize the Light of the World is holding my heart.